" He said.I shook my head, "What do you mean? She needed help then and I think she still does!"He sighed, "Yes, she does but not for the reason you ma...y think, but you are correct. This is the right time to help her." And he stood to one side.Concentrating my mind I found Rose's link and followed it. I found myself in a young girl's mind; from a first glance I couldn't see anything wrong here. Could I have imagined a problem where there wasn't one?A girl, Rose(?), skipped up to me. 'Hello? Who. Janet Douglas a good, hard fuck.Mmmmmm, she must be having a good time in there, Angela thought. Her pussy got wetter as she imagined her son's huge cock shaft fucking greasily into the widow's wet, clinging pussy. For the first time, Angela felt a brief pang of jealousy. She wished she could be over there to get a good fucking too.Sighing, she turned and started to walk back to the building, figuring that she would spend the rest of the afternoon fingerfucking herself while waiting for her. Our lips find each others, our tongues start a probing war with the others. i start kissing your neck. then along your collar bone. and down to your chest. you press against me murmuring, as your hand finds my sorely erect shaft. “my goodness you are awake aren’t you!” you say with unbridled passion. as you take hold of my manhood, stroking it gently. “oH wOw,” i groan as my mouth finds one of your hardening nipples and i suckle it feverishly. “ohhh god,” i groan as you turn more directly at. "Heath ... errrr ... What the fuck?" Brandon's shock filled the room and I couldn't see his face, but I imagined he must have been pretty surprised to see a tall, imposing, and utterly sexy shemale standing in front of him with a hard, dripping cock."Get on your knees, boy!" she said and to the best of my knowledge she didn't know Brandon at all, but she sounded like she did.SLAP!!!"I said, get on your fuckin' knees, you little fag!" Mistress Stacy had slapped his face. Not too hard probably,.