But, as with all his sexual discoveries, he had kept it to himself. In any case, it was only a beginning, so far as he was concerned; he did not want ...o administer drugs, he wanted the body to synthesise them itself. For this he had to enter the brain.I could grasp Albert's work on the brain only in the sketchiest outline. But he was convinced from the start that it contained the potential to give him what he wanted; that it had abilities that lay dormant and unused, waiting only to be. ‘For God’s sake, light me a cigarette!’ she panted, ‘Then we had better go in.’ We smoked our fags as we walked back up the garden. We didn’t say anything, there was nothing to say, we had said goodbye to each other in our own special way. By the time we got to the house my boner had gone away and Lauren seemed composed although as we stepped into the lighted hall her face looked a little flushed. I strolled through to the sitting room whilst she darted up the stairs and I heard the bathroom. I signed softly and smiled. Pushing out an arm and stroking his cock softly using the other to lift the condom wrapper to my lips. And with a brisk motion the condom slipped out of its packet and into my mouth. If I was going to give my dad a blow job I might as well use my mouth to put the condom on. I looked back at my daddy’s cock. It was as hard as wood and probably the biggest cock I’d ever seen. Not to mention sucked. He smiled softly as I looked up at him, and with a caressing stroke. One that cowards and pathetic losers use to mitigate the failings in their lives. In here, I expect people to take responsibility for their actions.”She grabbed a whip. I shuddered at the sight of it. A bullwhip, thick and long, made of braided red and black leather. She advanced back to us, grinning. She stopped a good ten feet away from me. I gasped as her arm swirled in an arc. The whip leaped into the air, a blur of movement. CRACK!My butt-cheek clenched. She didn't land it on me, but an.