She was trying so hard to resist trance, but it seemed instead like she only got weaker and more compliant with each lesson. The traitorous itch betwe...n her thighs had only gotten worse, too. Each time Burke put her under, she came out of it horny as hell, frustrated, and just slightly too embarrassed by her poor performances to slip off to the bathroom and frig herself off. After all those stories, all those times imagining some mysterious man taking her off to a hotel room and hypnotizing. “Yes, sir,” answered Sandrine. With that she reached behind her to remove a sheet of text drying on a rack. “You mean, like this?” She began to read from the top.His manhood, the flower of his youth, saluted her beauty in the most unmistakable manner. Her eyes widened as she absorbed the magnificence of his member.“Give me that!”To Sandrine’s laughter Heathcoate took the sheet and put it back on the rack. His expression was fierce, until he burst out laughing as well. Amélie retrieved the sheet. I went up to Irene’s bedroom and lightly knocked on the door. I listened and did not hear anything. I opened the bedroom door and walked in. Irene was asleep so I just very quietly slipped in the bed with her. She had on one of those granny gowns that reached down to her ankles. I put my arm around her and began to play with her boobs. They were really sagging now. They were so soft. As I began to play with them, she woke up. She said to me, “Son, what are you doing? I am an old lady.” I said,. I agreed and we got to the car and I had to touch her ass, so as she got to the car I made it a point to accidentally touch her ass as I helped her in the car, she smiled and sat down. We drove to the store to rent a movie and I acted like I had no idea what to see, I told her to pick one knowing I was not going to be interested in the movie. So we rented something like old school or something like that.We sat on the couch and the movie started and she shocked the shit out of me. She laid her.