He pushed the shirt off my shoulders and reached behind me, unlatched my bra. The bra fell to the floor, but his stare never left my breasts. He took ...one in each hand and began to massage them, feeling every bit of my large breasts. “Suck them,” I whispered. I had to feel his sweet mouth. Alan smiled and pinched my nipples which made me suck in some air. Once my nipples were hard, he took his mouth straight to the left one. His tongue followed around the middle and then he started to suck. . I felt like I had smoked about a quarter-pound of hash and had gone to paradise like one of thecharacters from the Arabian Nights. From her back-and-forth movements and little grunts, I was sure she wasbeing fucked from behind by her partner. That thoughtmade it even hotter. Pressed up against that wall, moaning, lost inpleasure, my prick inside her soft, sweet, fiery mouth,I felt my cum rising and whispered loudly to her, “I’mgonna cum, girl,” thinking maybe she’d pull. Believe me, we can teach you a few things about being a girlthat your mother definitely can't, or wouldn't dare. So? Please, prettyplease?"She gave a sulky look that would probably melt a glacier, and Irealized she was flirting with me. Girl to girl flirting. I knew shewasn't a lesbian, or at least she didn't seem to be. She dated Mikesomething or other, a senior on the football team whose family wasprobably as rich as hers. I know their families run in the samerarefied social circles."Sure," I. That's my whole point. It's too easy to use the power. It's seductive. Sure, just try one little thing. One small change. Make your life a little easier. Let a bit of the acid out." He shook his head.Oh boy, Monica thought privately. This was getting weird. "OK, Damien. We'll work this out together. So far though, your conviction has not matched the evidence. All I've seen you do is a coin trick. You will have to do better than that to convince me."Damien seemed to shrink, to draw into himself..