She was looking at him like he was a newborn calf, like she was evaluating whether or not he was worth keeping alive.“It’s gone,” she said sudde...ly.He couldn’t help looking at the front of his pants.“What’s the matter?” she asked. “Am I suddenly not so beautiful?”“You are the strangest girl I’ve ever met,” he said, unable to keep it inside.“First I’m beautiful, and then I’m strange,” she said, tilting her head sideways, her green eyes looking right inside him. “I’m not so sure you have all your. It was better with a unique smell, may be its her new panty, it had hair on it but it didn’t matter. I licked and sucked her complete. She was wet. I removed her petticoat then and kissed my way from her feet to her pussy and again sucked her hard and also used my fingers too this time. I got up and asked if she wanted to give me a blow job and she readily agreed. She removed my underwear and took it in her mouth and she was sucking it real good. After she is done I asked her how she knows this. Fortunately, there was one girl, Kellie, from Manchester and she was married like I was but wanted to share some new experiences with different people, like I did. We had been chatting on and off for a few months and when I told her that I would be in her home town the conversation really spiced up. We had already been more than flirtatious online and when we discussed what we wanted to do to each other she was as horny as anything. Every time I looked at emails that she had sent me I would. The idea is, that ... well ... a person puts the helmet on, and, uh, the things..." E-lec-trodes!" Electrodes, yes ... send gentle pulses to the brain."Betty put her hand over her mouth, hiding a sympathetic giggle. The poor thing was just so horny."And what to these gentle pulses do?" Flutesnoot asked."Well, anything," Dilton replied. "Working from my computer, I can induce any state of mind in the subject. I can call up memories, make them laugh, or move, or feel anything. The brain is, after.