anything else I can do for you right now, Sir?” she asked suggestively, pressing herself against him and sliding a soft, perfectly-manicured hand up his inner thigh. Patrons get a full three months of early access to my stories, input into which stories I write, and some other fun perks. Jack started out sitting over a foot away from her, just as he had back then, but after a few glances over at the mounds jiggling through the thin cotton of the sexy siren’s loose t-shirt, Jack unexpectedly found himself cuddled up next to her, enjoying the feel of her soft skin against his. Also, I’m not a shapeshifter. He tried to ignore the impulse, knowing full well that his sexual desire was exactly what Perfect Girlfriend Juice wanted, and that in her current state poor Alani would doubtless let him take her right there in his house if he expressed even the slightest interest. For her part, however, Alani was finding her new power over him incredibly addictive, again thanks to Carol’s influence, and it was all she could do to resist her urge to overpower him with her tits and fuck his brains out.
