I won't fib anymore, I promise".I know you won't Pammy. Now, have you felt any side effects? Any cravings for drugs?" Gee no sir (she called me sir!) ... don't like those bad drugs anymore! But I get so horny lately, it makes me crazy! I just play with my little cunny all day. Am I a bad girl mister?"No dear, you can't help it. Us Doctors call it Affective Nymphomanic Response Syndrome. Do you know what that is?" I don't know those big words Doctor. What does it mean?" You're a slut Pammy, a. I shiver with lust and run my tongue against her again. "do you like that baby girl?"she moans and pushes her ass back against my mouth. "yes! do it again!"i lick her again and she moans. her hand still motionless on my cock. "baby girl can you lick me too?" i ask as i taste her again. her sweet juices making me crazy.i feel her jump and then the head of my cock is attacked with a flurry of tongue. i groan and reach up gripping her tight ass cheeks. i pull her back a bit and wedge my tongue. When she calmed down, I was kneeling between her legs, with her still on her stomach. She laughed, and said, "My god, I don't even have the strength to roll myself back over now." I was kneeling up and stroking my cock, as I played with her butthole and pussy. Spreading her cheeks to look at her pink holes, and pumping myself closer and closer. Then I decided to flip her onto he back. I opened her legs wide, and laid down face to face with her, my cock resting just outside her entrance. We were. " With 'initially' meaning that this willingness expired throughout the procedure," Malcolm speculated. His carefully maintained neutral and clipped voice told her unmistakably that he put up the professional facade of a security officer to hide his displeasure about not being informed about it earlier."When he started to access parts of my mind that I was shielding and flooded my consciousness with unbidden thoughts and emotions I urged him to stop, but he continued the meld forcibly."Hoshi.