This he remembered, all too well. Caitlyn gasped in surprise as she felt his hand on her, in her mind, in her fantasy, he was already a willing talented little cock slut, but the hand coaxing out her load was no fantasy, she looked down in surprise and saw him looking up at her, with those big blue blowjob eyes. Before him in all her glory, the purpose she was built for was becoming more and more obvious, transforming him into her plaything. The beast of noise and light had been slain. He took the tablets with a mouthful of water, pausing to breathe a little heavy, a wave of nausea sweeping through him at the pain and effort the moving had exerted on him and took a few more mouthfuls of the water before laying back onto his bed, slow and careful, staring at the ceiling as he tried to piece together fragments of the previous night. Before him in all her glory, the purpose she was built for was becoming more and more obvious, transforming him into her plaything.
