What's happening to me? she thought. Then, as if she'd lost control of herself, she lifted the jockstrap to her nose and inhaled the scent of her brot...er's ball-sweat.Her head whirled inside and she fell against the washer to keep from falling over with dizziness.Am I losing my mind? she wondered. What am I doing? But even as she wondered, she couldn't help herself and she kept the jockstrap pressed to her nose, inhaling the scent of her brother's balls. Her right hand moved down between her. The week started with several important meetings, the first of which was between Darryl and Jaclyn concerning his contract as personal photographer. It came as a surprise to no one, least of all Darryl, that he accepted Jaclyn's offer and signed on for a year. His job had many parts; he was responsible for publicity stills, posters, and all manner of franchise merchandise, along with designing and executing photographic art for CD and album covers. He was also responsible for supplying material. ‘Quite a few, as a matter of fact. And I’ll be quite happy to tell you of some of them in time. ‘But then, the first of the new refinement of Batch 17 came along, and I had to try it out. It worked, and I hardly needed any of the catalyst at all. Just one, two shots of the vapours at most, and they were hooked on the stuff.’ ‘I should be feeling ill,’ Sarah C. replied. ‘But I’m not.’ ‘That’s because I hit you and those others with Batch 23, the good stuff,’ Dr Tilley replied. ‘Back when I had a. .ah.... Ungh!”Will increased his speed, every thrust sending jolt after jolt of intense pleasure through Sarah. He moved his hand down her body and grabbed her cock, feeling the build up of pre-cum that had developed.“You certainly are a horny one this morning,” he said, slowly jerking her cock and using her pre-cum as a make shift lube. Sarah didn’t answer, instead she buried her tongue in his mouth and grabbed his ass in her hands and pushed him deeper and harder into her. She could feel.