I then met a Lady who really was controlling and manipulative in an old-fashioned "take care of me" style. Remember the movie, "Play Misty for me"? Wh...en She pushed to marry this macho man, I told Her what I was struggling with inside, expecting to deter Her. She used this knowledge as a manipulating tool to get Her way. I learned afterwards that She had inherited manipulation spirits from Her mother and religious spirits from Her religion. They all wanted control without domination. She tried. This wasn't so different, was it?The two girls I had seen making out in the armchair were now completely naked. One girl, the one with thick black locks of hair falling over her breasts like curtains, had pressed her fingers into the other's pussy. I could hear her moaning from my spot by the kitchen. I began to masturbate.I was standing there in a half buttoned shirt with my hand in my underwear, stroking my dick. I turned sideways into the wall as if I were trying to hide it, but the dark. So sweetof you. I need to talk to my girls about something private. When you havefinished clearing up, perhaps you would like to bring the coffee throughto the sitting room for us."I gaped like a fish. Rosie had always been a bit bossy with me, but neverissued direct commands before. And in front of a bunch of eighteen yearolds! "B-but" I stammered. "Chop-chop," she cut me short, "haven't gotall day." And then she favoured me with her most dazzling smile, as if tosay, "it's just a game, just. Fuck me! Harder... harder! Fuck me harder, damn you!" Eve began to luridly chant as she continued to respond with sluttish undulations to every furious lunge into her feverishly impassioned cunt and rectum. Nearly savage they became, fucking her like merciless brutes, and she gave them back in lustful, slaving whorishness every burning stroke they pounded into her, until all three were gasping and groaning in an unintelligible orgy of crazed uninhibited sexual abandon. These naked limbs and.