So far, so good. Now it was time to find out if my programming had worked. ‘Fernanda, why are you here?’ She finally looked me in the eye and sai...d, ‘I’m here because you told me to be here.’ ‘Is this the way I told you to dress?’ She flinched a bit. It was clear that she thought she had done well with this outfit and now she suddenly wondered. ‘You said I should dress sexy but not too much so my mom got suspicious. Did I do Ok?’ ‘Did your mom see the length of your skirt or the open buttons?’. There was a single candle burning on the far side of the room. It cast little light but it caught Greta’s silk dress and I could vaguely see her eyes and the pale skin of her face and arms. She was sitting. ‘Come to me, Kitty. Close the door and come and kneel in front of me.’ I walked slowly towards her and when I got close I could see more clearly but only her. The halo of light from the candle beside her lit nothing of the rest of the room. Vague shapes, small reflections were all I could. Her eyes were a deep blue, like the ocean. A clean ocean, not one thats filled with pollution. And she always worse a ruby red lipstick, that looked darker when compared to her slightly pale complection. One would define her as "emo", she wouldn't, but sadly, that is what society had branded her. She sat next to her bestfried Sophie, who, while also branded "emo", was very different from Jenny. Sophie had shoulder length, dark, dishwater blonde hair, and very rarely wore any make up, but this. She slips her fingers into my mouth and says. "See I told you that I could cum from just getting them sucked on. Now it is your turn, give me that cock of yours I want it in my mouth" I roll off her and she gets back on her knees in front of me, spreading my legs and cupping my balls in her hand, leans forward and licks the bottom of my still hard cock, just as she reaches the top she run her tongue around the head of it, rubbing gently just under the crown. With all of the other excitement I.