"Uh, Roz, you don't want to do that..."She drew her head back. "Why? Don't you like it? You seemed to like it when mum did it earlier." No, no! I love...it, but you saw what happened when you do it enough: I cum all over the place. You don't want that, do you?" That's only because you hadn't got your cock where it should be. If one of us had been sucking it, or – better still – you'd been fucking one of us, there wouldn't have been so much spooge flying around."She sounded totally unfazed by what. But those were gone forever. They slept for a minute, then Kara lazily began toying her finger over his stomach. He became hard again, as she wanted. She straddled him, her wet clitoris pressing nicely on his very hard bulge. Pete reached to insert himself in her, but she stopped him. A quick wrinkle of wrapper, a little slide. Now they were prepared. He was inside her, deep and thick. She gasped loudly. This part always managed to surprise her. Then she began to rock him, allowing his. He tried to stand but found his legs were to wobbly to hold him. So he just set on the floor and tried to remember what had happen last night.He had passed by the club just about everyday to and from work, yet he had never stopped in. The name seem to fit it, "All Niter's" since the sign in the window said, Opens at Sun-down, Closes at Sun-up.Must be one of those hippy type clubs he figured. He was an up and coming lawyer and he just wouldn't fit in one of those clubs.Today his firm had lost a. "No. It actually has to do with something else. I think that thing with how I was raped by those guys was faked. I think Stan put those memories into my head with his hypnosis." She was almost crying."Why tell me this?" Although with the flashes of visions I've been having, I was almost afraid of the answer."I think you may be the father. I think he hypnotized us into having sex. But I'm not sure if that's real either. At least, I wasn't until recently. So I need to ask you for a favor. I need.