The woman had been widowed for almost 10 years andfound it difficult to accomplish an orgasm, even thoughshe masturbated regularly. She’d never ...aken anotherman to her bed, ashamed that she would dishonor thememory of her husband. She’d come to the doctor to tryhypnosis, hoping that she’d be able to get over herhang ups, but in the end had been unable to. The memories of her husband were just too much for herand even the hypnosis that Dr. Gosman used was unableto over come her. "My mom is cheering him on like this is some kind of a contest. Well, I mean, I am getting fucked really good, boy this guy really goes at it. I had no idea, he just doesn't slow down.I've got my legs raised up in the air, he's up between them driving down into me as I try twisting and wiggling under him, oh, this feels so good. I am so full, he's got a pretty big cock, I guess, all I know is that I'm sure full.Then he pushes all the way down and takes little strokes, little pushes and pulls. On the floor a message had been painted. What do you want? Claire had looked at herself. Tousled red hair pinned into a severe bun, pale skin made paler through worry, a soft, curvaceous body hidden under sensible layers. She had moved her hands to her hips, felt their sensuous swell - how they used to roll and rise, making men grip them tight and beg for more. She had said in a broken voice, 'I want to be desired.' Then the mirror was rippling, as clear as glass, and Claire had seen the world. "I've spent some valuable time with all of you and have met your staff. I hope to get to know them better as time goes on. Two big things came out of it though. The first is that Northcliffe was a disaster with far reaching consequences. The leading civil engineering firm in the north-west made a cock-up of alarming proportions and lost its good name. As a result we have had insufficient work and have fallen even further behind our competitors. That is going to change. I have already begun to.