.Yes, Goddess." In Rick's mind, a little chemical wasreleased, and he inwardly shivered with joy at obeying her."All doubt and concern about this wil...l disappear from your mind. In fact,I've always been this way." Vanessa half believed it herself. She wasbecoming more and more comfortable as the Goddess Slut, and she wassurprised at how easily she'd controlled Rick. She'd have to test thelimits of that control at some point, but for now she told Rick to go tosleep and gather his strength. . We shared the same room and I got to see a lot of him shirtless. I bet any straight would turn gay looking at this hunk sleeping shirtless by your side. He used to tell me about all the ways he fucks his girlfriend and makes her suck his cock. All this used to make me horny as hell. I started to masturbate imagining the stories he used to tell me. And I started to feel a thing about him with all the stories about his dick.I wanted to see it and feel it in my hands but feared of losing my best. "Sounds like you'll need company?" I tease, feeling the heat of her every breath tingling against my skin. "Offering?" she whispers playfully. Her hand slips around my neck and ruffle up through my hair, pulling my lips to hers. We kiss passionately and violently. A thunderous kiss, breathlessly wanton and needy. Lips melt and hungry tongues sink deep, lashing and swirling as they seek their willing mate. Her hands wrap around me, nails raking my shoulder blades through mystery shirt. Her legs. Anyway, when we got back to the wet sponge stall Dave was there waiting. A different girl was getting her head wet.Dave took us round the back of the stall and into the gazebo that had walls on the 3 sides that weren’t boarded. Because of that it was a bit dark inside, but not dark enough for us not to see another couple of the business men from the Wednesday evenings, and yet another one who was obviously fucking the lucky wet sponge victim. She was bent over so that her head was through the.