She stopped and looked up at me and said, “Is it good baby…does momma make you feel good?”As if she had to ask, but of course she was asking so ... could tell her, and I did. “Yes mom, it feels so good to be in your mouth. I can feel your tongue teasing the head of my cock and rubbing under the shaft, I can feel your soft lips on my cock as I move in and out of your mouth.” She moaned gently as she continued doing incredible things to my cock with her loving mouth. I told her what she was doing. I busied myself about the house and didn’t think further about the events of the previous day. Then in the early afternoon, I found one of Peter’s tracksuits in a laundry basket. As I held it, the distinctive masculine aromas wafted over me and set me into a tailspin. All those debauched dreams resurfaced. Even worse, I sensed a desire to do these things for real, and these thoughts became all-consuming over the remainder of the afternoon.Peter came home and was buzzing about in the kitchen.. Giving a grunt as he slid Sophie down to the three-quarter mark they had soundlessly agreed on, he gave a flex of his hip, sliding his cock out from her gaping maw. The positioned had changed now, Seven moved and Sophie controlled. He would slide in roughly, completely ignoring the set boundaries forcing Sophie to move her hands up to his hips to regulate his thrusts, just like she would have had to do if she was with a human partner. She gave a stiff gag as Seven slipped in a bit far, causing. "It got out of hand when one of my assistants Kevin Webster started messing with the mind of a number of female students."Roy sipped his drink giving himself time to think. "Yes, I remember the name now and I remember what he did," he paused for another sip of his drink. "He used the machine to create erotic dreams for the women and nightmares for the male students." He did much more than that," Thorton said pounding his fist agains the arm of his chair. "He used the women, he got one pregnant.