We agreed that this would be an excellent tool to assist you with those focus issues and help you be your best self, don’t you remember?’ Jane nar...owed her eyes, trying to think back. She didn’t really remember her previous sessions with Doctor Bishop as well as she liked to admit-she always remembered coming in and lying on the recliner perfectly well, and she recalled him saying something about focus and distraction, but everything else always seemed to disappear in a- The strobe flashed.. And I took several pictures with my phone. I thoughtabout sending them to Eos. I wrote her a text asking 'What do you think?'and attached the pictures. Before I knew it I had hit the send button. Iwas glad I had kept my nerve.My phone rang moments later. "Hey Mikki, You're as cute as I thoughtyou'd be. But we need to go shopping for some black heels to go with yourdress. I'm on my way over. OK sis?"How could I refuse her? I couldn't and soon I was answering my door to mysister.After a mug of. I lowered myself as much as I could as my hips began to slowly move in tandem with his tongue's movements. As I rode his face, absorbed in the pleasure a naughty thought came popping into my mind. I wasn't sure if it was possible, but I was perhaps in just the right state of mind to consider it. I knew that I couldn't speak aloud so I had to hope that the non-verbal communication could be two-way. As my husband continued to lick me I focused my mind as best I could and spoke clearly within. ”“Yes, ma’am.” He slid his arms around her back. As he kissed her, his cock slipped into her moist slit.“Oh! Yes! Oh yeah!” Angie bucked her hips as Gordy slammed into her, fucking her as fast as he could.Angie screamed aloud as she came. “Oh that was so fucking hot! Spanking! What a turn on!”Gordy, breathing hard from his efforts, gasped, “I knew you’d like it.” He bumped into her more slowly, recovering. He squeezed and sucked both of her breasts.“Faster!”Gordy eagerly obliged and soon Angie.