I leaned inso she could hear me over the sound so pounding flesh. I could feel mytesticles swell with sperm ready to explode."Oh Charles ... I'm sorr...y ... I mean, oh my dear Charlotte ... how far wehave fallen. This is for me and all the others you've hurt." With that Ireared back all the way and slammed my pole and hard and deeply as Icould into the former cult leaders ass. Giving it to a Charles Cable whohad been transformed into a fetish fuck toy, and fucking him now as theone and only. With one hand I reached where her swim suit disappeared between the small cheeks of her ass and at the right moment, when she lifted her ass up a little to chuck a balloon really hard, I pulled her suit aside so her pussy was making direct contact with my cock. As she came down on me I thought she might get up or at least say something but she just kept on horsing around. Up and down and back and forth she slid not aware of how it was driving me crazy. When my cock was so hard it almost hurt I. ”“That makes some sense, Matt. Now why don’t the two of you tell me what happened yesterday and we’ll go from there. I may have to split you up so that we can work with a little bit of privacy.”“Don’t split us up for my session,” I told her. “Tabby can know anything we talk about here.”She nodded. “There may be points that you feel different about, but if so, we’ll discuss it.”“She knows that I murdered her former lover,” I said starkly. “How much more sensitive can our sessions get?”“I suppose. Why not?" I pressed her gently down onto her back and positioned myself between her legs. Holding my dick, I worked the head into her slit, moving it around at the entrance to her well. Her eyes closed and she rotated her hips with my movements. By just an inch, or so, I slipped the head in and out a few times, coating it with her yumminess. Then I moved back up to kneel by her side and she resumed her position on her elbow. She looked at my dick, wet with her liquid, then grasping it in her.