I laid back into the warm liquid, imagining it was the piss of 100 hot men, all pissing on me Bukkake style. With feet raised up high on the wall abov... the faucet and cock rock-hard, I let myself go. This time instead of shooting it all over my hair, face and body, I let go a long stream and aimed for my mouth. I was able to piss right into my mouth for a long period, and again imagining this was coming from several male porn starts encircling me, it sent me into orbit. Now at about the. I knew she was lying so I decided not to tell her what I saw, and the following week I asked her if she was going back for another session, she said no, "It does not work on me".Through time I realised she actually believes she cannot be hypnotised and what happened to her never happened and the more I dwelt with that theme, I started feeling empathy for the little brown Indian man, that hypnotised teenage white girls and made them do stuff they normally would never do, and when I masturbated,. "What's up babe?" Dave asked. He winked at me and licked those delicious lips."Oh just the fact that this building isn't the only thing that's damp and vacant," I said, winking back.I looked at him for a while longer. Goddamn it, he was fine. That lanky body, those large hands and solid (but not thick) fingers. I wondered how it would feel for both of us if I removed those heavy work clothes, his cap, and his shoes and to be totally raw. Just as he had seen me that morning. I was especially. ”Smiling, Marie says, “Sorry about last night and this morning, but we have to hurry you two up. Everyone’s hungry and the food’s in here.” She kisses my face, saying, “Sorry, love, I’ll make it up to you later.”I sit down at the head of the table with Lisa still in my arms and impaled on my dick, saying, “Jock, this is partly your fault and Lisa is too stuffed to lift a finger, so you can feed us.” Jock sits on my left and places food in our mouths between bites of his own. Everybody else.