”“Directed,” says Reyna, running her hand over Carl’s cheek. I almost feel her hand on my cheek. My body hums, but I can’t decide who I want... to watch more: the slut idiot slob melting under her control or the goddess setting her trap?“Direct me,” intones Carl.“Controlled.”“Control me,” says Carl, and he’s almost begging now.Reyna stops talking and slowly turns her head to face me. She smiles. I hate her smile. I avoid looking at her perfect eyes by staring at her tits. They’re wonderful. So. Donna opened the door."Hello Jack, I see you brought Ryan. Come in, come in," and we went back into their kitchen where Lois sat drinking a cup of coffee, both sisters still in their bathrobes, "Ah, Jack, you brought that handsome son of yours, Ryan, how nice." Ah, I've left my tools, I'll just be a minute, be right back," and my Dad left as I stood there when Donna said, "I know you saw what happened here last night, Ryan, I saw you up in your treehouse watching."My face felt like it had. With one final painful thrust into his ass the bald man pulled out and once again spun Les around so that once again his face was looking up at the his cock. Grabbing Les the by ears once again, he steered his mouth over his cock and with one final thrust into the back of Les’ throat, he held the position to what seemed like eternity as Les tried desperately to breathe. After what seemed like an eternity, he could feel the cock start to pulsate followed by the warm fluid that was his cum. “You can’t be serious “I said, isn’t there another way?I could start going out on my own whilst you sit at home while you wonder what I’m doing!“No this is the only way”.Every night before bed you will get changed into your nightie and panties, all your male underwear is to go.And so it started, I took my pills and wore my panties.It wasn’t long that I noticed that my penis was not only getting smaller but becoming erect less frequently.“That’s just a temporary side effect” my wife would.