White say in a quiet voice."What?" Mr. White asked."Hold me down," she repeated. "Hold my arms down. Pin me to the bed and take me!"Mr. White looked a...t her momentarily, then reached down and bit her nipple lightly while pinning her hands above her head as requested."Oh, yes!" she moaned as she struggled to escape his clutches. "The big strong man has his little bitch in his power. He could do anything to her!"She was working herself quickly to an orgasm, and she was taking him right with her.. That sensation startled her, as she hadn’t even realized her level of arousal, though she knew well the source. He was sitting right across from her. When she looked up again, he was staring right at her, studying her. Say something! her inner voice demanded of her, and somehow she managed to squeeze out a soft, ‘Know what you want?’ Somehow it sounded so much more suggestive than she’d intended, and the green of his eyes seemed to darken a shade. His nostrils flared slightly. She knew what. I tried to hold out. I didn't want this to end. The pleasure was simply too intense. To the point that I couldn't believe it was entirely physical. Whatever enabled us to manipulate our appearance apparently affected our senses as well. It was simply unlike anything I'd ever experienced. At least, so far as I could remember. Apparently, I'd spent several days of fucking the inhumanly alluring women of my family already. Who knows what I'd experienced in that time. But at least at the moment, I. Dave let out a small groan. He pulled back slightly and put his hand onto his cock supporting the intense ache inside him. He began to rub trying to release some of the excitement inside him. Gliding his hand up and down pushing and rubbing, Dave was in a world of ecstasy. Bea pulled her PJ top up showing her beautiful round breasts, her nipples hard, pink and pointed. Dave stopped rubbing himself and licked Bea's breasts, then sucking, circling his tongue around her nipples. She let out a.