I stood there like a statue awaiting his action. Then he started the real show. He pulled me close to him, with his eyes glowing with desire and holdi...g my face, ran his fingers through my hair, eyes, ears and cheeks. It looked quite odd, but I had no other option. Kissing and sucking my chubby cheeks and juicy pink lips continued for 10 more minutes, after which his hands moved down to neck and chest over the shirt. I could feel goose pimples all over my body, when his fingers travelled over. "Hummm." I moan lightly, surprised with the sudden touch. I didn't expect him to do ti like this! but I close my eyes and bitte my lower lips. I have went too far to back up now!Mr. Johnson leans forward and starts sucking on my melons as he squeezes them even harder, as if he had never even seen a pair before. The big man pulls a hand away from my breasts to resume rubbing his cock."Ohhh!" I moan louder. Even as humiliated and scared as I am, this situation and his expert sucking of my tits is. I figured whatever it was would soon wear off once I found a way out of this predicament. Little did I know, but the pill was a mix of a mildly hypnotic d**g and of the female hormone oestrogen. The hypnotic was to make my mind open to suggestion whilst the female hormone was for reasons that speak for themselves.I took the pill and headed for my bedroom. I lay on the bed and started to feel relaxed. I open the ipad and sure enough there were some videos labelled for me. There were eight files. The beer garden is quiet. Not a lot of people around and we drink some beers. He loves the beers – there’s a good variety on tap and he likes that they’re all foreign. The talk is stilted at first, but soon it’s flowing and he’s more at ease, he’s starting to build, loosening up and letting go. He’s dressed up for the night and it’s kind of an unusual choice for him – kind of date-like, as if we’re out on a first date. He looks clean and tidy and not sexy at all – and I find that just gorgeous..