When he reached my ass, over my black laced thong, he pulled me roughly towards his throb and whispered “I know you were watching all night”. ...I chuckled and he repossessed my mouth with kisses now fast and aggressive and there was no more holding back now. I roughly undid his shirt and pulled down his pants freeing the constraint in his pants which now sprang forward impudently. I grabbed his full length and started teasing him, turning him back against the wall and showing that now, I am. "Yes, James?"I pulled her to me and kissed her. I had intended it to be a light friendly kiss, and that is how it started. But it lingered. And grew. Her hands went to my neck and my arms pulled her against me. The kiss changed from one of friendship to one that promised much more. She felt good in my arms, her slender form pressed against me, her breasts against my chest, her hips against mine, my growing erection pushing against her belly, her lips parting against my mouth. Before I knew it. .touching, caressing each other, workingtheir way slowly across warm, soft skin.His hand reached my groin first. I gasped quietly when he first touchedme...his hand sending a shiver -- an electric current -- through my wholespine. I kissed him harder, wanting more.We fumbled with our pants, urgent, helping each other undress. And thenwe lay there, naked from the waist down, kissing, touching...rubbing eachother and moaning softly.He stroked my dick and I stroked his. I was amazed at how. Collins, who’s a psychiatrist, and Dr. Beeman, a biologist. Collins wanted to find something to help overcome problems from negative behaviors such as drug addiction or childhood traumas. We worked on it for years. When I finally made the breakthrough, we tested it on a subject Collins picked.”“Was she good looking?” I asked.“She was a he, a male student who was brilliant, but susceptible to suggestion. He was in with a bad crowd and was addicted to heroin. The formula worked. We were all.