Someone had suggested a game of cards, another; arm wrestling, someone even threw out the idea of using a a fighting videogame to sort it all out; the... shortest and most straightforward idea was a simple matter of comparing cocksize and the one with the smallest dick would be the natural bitch of the family. Eventually someone had proposed the final solution that each could agree on. Each person would write Their favorite idea on a piece of paper put into a jar. Then, one idea would be drawn. Why I had been avoiding her as much as I could."I've been having these dreams," I slowly began, my voice somber. "Dreams of me abusing my pheromone power. Taking advantage of every woman I've come across, making them do sexual acts that they would never have done otherwise. And you've been in those dreams too. Some of the things I was making you do, they frightened a part of me. But there was another part of me that enjoyed it. It keeps telling me to use this power I have, to make any woman I. She'd made his life hell, not with overt cruelty, but with affection. They had been close friends - very close - and Laura had spent many hours at his house. They'd gone to movies together, gone on holidays together. And always Laura would hint they might be something more. She'd give him long, long hugs, crushing her tits against him, nuzzling his neck. She'd sit on his lap as they watched films, wiggling her ass against his cock, which she *had* to be able to feel stiffening against her.. ] My wife has the most incredible ass. Firm, round, with just enough padding to make it wiggle when she walks but splays open enough to show me her tight little pucker when she’s bent over. I’ve been trying to slip my cock in that entrance since our honeymoon. She always resists and resorts to any alternative to satisfy my anal desires. Today, it looked like she had enough… I was sitting on the couch watching TV when she walked up to me. In her left hand was a long rubber, realistic looking.