Then she turned a little and pulled the old dress over her head before slipping into the new one. I've got to admit that I got a pretty good show even...though I wasn't staring or anything. Dooley didn't look nearly as skinny without her dress on. She was lean but muscular in a womanly sort of way and her breasts looked as good as they felt rubbing against my back. Firm cones of tawny flesh topped with dark nipples, they'd poked out proudly from Dooley's slender chest."Thank you, John Ringgold,". She has less controlnow over her orgasm than she has over breathing. But she'll still try."Dave was right. Poor little Melissa never had a chance. First her fistsclenched. Then her hips began to wriggle. She bit her lip to try to stiflethe moans. The dog was winning. Finally when she knew all was lost sheburied her face in her hands and let the spasms take her, her hipsthrusting helplessly against the probing tongue. It went on for a longtime."Damn it Melissa! Back into position!" Dave snapped.. Where do I go?”“Go right this way to the red room.”There was a red whore with red hair and red fuzz on her puss. The walls and ceiling were red. Along with those crazy, psychotic eyes, it was a lot to take in. A bit scary, but he wasn’t overly concerned because he had dealt with many insane characters during a long career. The captain was ready to get it on.“Turn your red ass to me,” he commanded.She did and Don proceeded to fuck her asshole. She was well lubed and Don loved the luxury of. "I asked how she did this to me and I was explained how during myhypnotherapy Sarah started putting suggestions into my head, and thenthis morning they put it all into play."You were put into a deep trance, dressed up, then taken to the partywhere you were awoken. Neat isn't it?"I just stood there stunned, she then told me that was how she also gotme to drink the bottles, and wet myself, by putting a control word in myhead. Sarah then said the word to me and a bottle was put in front of myface..