.. I? I mean, you fucking with me or what?...... I? I fucking will in a heartbeat!??Fucking do it if that’s what you? You need that to want to fuck ...e!? Then go ahead? Have him e-mail your ass? Find out if he will? If you really want too.? She answers, arching her shoulders back, palms of her hands spreading outwards as she thrusts her breasts out, continuing. ?You can describe me to him if he agrees? Every thing from these big ‘ol titties you loved so much when I was a Hooter’s calendar. Malcolm just sighed, and then winced. The comunit in his ear chimed in, "You alright sergeant?"He sighed again, more carefully. "Yeah," he said, softly into the miketaped under his collar, "just thinking about how this whole thing hasgotten FUBAR." I hear you, solider," the voice on the other side of the com gear said,and it actually sounded sincere. "Help's on the way."Help, in this case, was not another Delta Force unit. It wasn't evenanother military unit. It was a FBI forensics team and a. Who do you think it should be?”“Me.”Session A119:“You don’t like talking to your children about sex, do you?”“No.”That had been true before I’d gone to work on her. Now, it was something Mom avoided obsessively. She wouldn’t even talk about things we’d discussed under hypnosis in the past.“You are constantly thinking about sex.”Nod.“If you talk to your children about sex, you won’t be able to stop.”Pause. Mom’s eyes widened very slightly. As far as she was concerned, she’d been sex-obsessed for. It went on for about 10 minutes and we were mostly silent only hearing the sound of the Vaseline sloshing and his thighs and balls slapping my thighs and ass with every thrust. Dante continued to grunt and make a variety of facial expressions while pumping. He was working so hard, I could see his forehead and neck start to sweat. Dante then stood up to get more leverage and his hard dong slipped out of my ass. As he stood there, his rock hard black dick stuck straight up in the air, glistening.