She had on a pair of low rise jeans, that had ridden even further down her hips. They showed the tattoo on the small of her back, along with the top o... the black lace thong she was wearing. No wonder men surrounded her. Jared felt the tightening between his legs. Any time he looked at her, his cock hardened. Seeing her receive so much attention made him angry, but he also felt pride well us in his chest. Jared the approached the group, placing his hand on the small of her back, covering her. How can it be anything but disappointing?"Salomé laughs. "You disappointing? No possible way that will happen. Not just in your responsiveness, which you showed us beautifully last night, but you really are ideal for him. Let me tell you a secret about my grandfather, one that bothers him. He's attracted to young women, freshly made." Why would that bother him?" the young man asks. "Their menarche makes them ready to marry, and in fact highly sought after." In your culture, yes, but not for. She thinks that maybe he was getting a little scared or maybe getting so horny, he needed to quit for this session..Oh, I know he will be coming back sometime soon and it scares the hell out of her to think of what might happen next. She says that if she agrees to let him hypnotize her again (even though she's not really hypnotized) she would have to appear to be helpless to his advances. She even says that, for some reason or another, it is beginning to get her turned on and that, alone, is. “Because you broke a finger,” Cyn reminded Dave. “It broke because that stupid bastard turned his head when I stuck it in his eye." “Are you sure I can’t just leave, this evening is not going well for any of us,” Scott looked toward the door. “Stick around and fuck her some more, you got a big dick, or you had one a few minutes ago,” Dave grinned, “Kinda looks like a toasted marshmallow now." Scott covered up with a pillow as Cyn repeated,“You are still an ass…hole,” splitting the word into two.