I felt sorry for him because he too had been tricked by my boyfriend. After a week I replied to him and we chatted about summer camp, anything apart f...om that night. That didn’t mean I forgot that night. I tried to, but I couldn’t and although it was hard to be honest with myself then, I can admit now I didn’t want to forget it. After I wrote an email to him I lay in bed and the memory of how he made me feel that night, his strength and his dominating passion returned to me. I remembered how. Her conscious mind had quickly been overwhelmed with the blazing brilliance of the more than thirty doses of irresistible transformative power that filled her body full to bursting, beyond bursting, immediately washing away Amy's consciousness and leaving only the pure essense of bimbofied lust in its wake.As such, she didn't notice that the rapidly increasing weight of her beach ball-sized tits was pulling her down until she found herself lying dreamily on the floor, supported by her massive. Without thinking, I replied, "Yes, definitely. It wouldn't do any good to know what happens if you don't know how it happens in the first place." She looked at me only to say, "Very good point. I'll tell you what. You live two blocks from me. Why don't you come to my house tomorrow around noon time, we'll have a nice lunch and we can discuss this in detail. The only thing is, what I teach you at home has to stay between us." I told her I would keep quiet about it, and that I would be there.I. No touching 'til I say so!I keep stopping, talking about what I'm going to do to you in between blowing my hot breath into your cock, tasting the precum that's oozed through the fabric. I ask you if you want me to 'release the b**st' and you begging response starts to arouse me. Hmm. Yeah.. Let's taste that cock! But not yet, you need to wait, I'll make you wait...I use one finger inside the waistband to slide back and forth, sometimes letting the fingertip run along your length. I feel you.