"It can help the process." Michelle sat on a couch, still grinning at me occasionally, obviously unable to wait for me to see whatever was coming. I s...t on an identical couch, andCharles went back to sit by Patrica. They certainly looked like a devoted couple.They hadn't said anything about what Michelle said about sex, but they were obviously into hypnosis. Charles returned to a story he'd been telling us, and for a moment,I watched Michelle's eyes on him. Patricia simply smiled and said. “Figured I’d stop in to say hi while running a few errands” I said in a bored voice, tossing my blonde hair to the side, with my other hand on my hip. The look on my Derek’s face when he looked up from his work counter was the sweetest victory I had felt in a long while, his jaw slightly dropped as his eyes locked on me. A small smile snuck onto the corner of my mouth, and I couldn’t help feeling a bit vain. Damn, he knew I wanted him now, but I just can’t help that I still blush like I have a. My body radiated heat as the pleasure grew and grew until finally, with a powerful scream of release, I came. I bucked against his face, writhing on the bed as the orgasm shot through me. Somehow his tongue continued to hit the perfect spot, slowing his expert circling as I sank into the fuzzy afterglow. I was satisfied, but far from finished. He lifted his head to look at me, his smiling face glistening in the candlelight with my thick juices. “Fuck me Danny!” I whispered. In reply he. Serena slid two fingers into her pussy and brought them, glistening, up to her mouth. She let his cock slip from her lips and started to lick her fingers as though she had found another hard cock to play with. Phil watched her as she performed the lewd “blowjob” on her own fingers, licking and nibbling then plunging her mouth over them and sucking her own juices. Immediately he felt his cock start to twitch. This girl really was something else. “Does that taste good, Serena?” “Mmmmmmh. Yummy”.