‘Yes’.‘Oh but my love, those aren’t actual pies. They’re messy, sloppy pussies. They’ve been fucked and filled with warm, salty, creamy cu.... Such a mess, a wet, sloppy, dirty, cummy mess. But you love dirty messes don’t you?’Her hand slid under the sheets and touched my engorged, radiating cock. Again, a look, naughty, complicit. She knew. She felt, in her hand, the very concrete manifestation of her power.Still holding my cock, she kissed me deeply. ‘Which one of those five creampies would you. As I shot my piss over his torso and face she leaned in close, I could feel her breath on my ears as she said “thank you, you deserve a little reward”.When I had finished and was about to put my cock away and pull up my zip she moved close and pushed my hands around her waist. Her lips so full and bright were mere millimetres away from mine and she whispered in a low husky voice that it was time for me to have my reward. I gulped my throat suddenly dry. As I prepared for a kiss that I thought. As she reached out for her glass of water, she felt her right breast dip into the gravy on her mashed potatoes. She pulled her arm back quickly and sat bolt upright. No one seemed to have noticed, but the warm gravy felt like it was scorching her skin. She felt like screaming. She began to blush, and she was aware that she was blushing and that everyone could see the red in her face and see it spread down her neck and down her breasts. Slowly, she picked her napkin up from her lap and tried as. I sat across from her in my chair and told her that I would be giving her a free consultation today and when I had enough information to create a script of suggestions I would have her come back for the hypnosis sessions. I asked her if she had ever been hypnotized, she answered no and was a little bit nervous about. I told her how hypnosis worked what she could expect after that she began answering my questions she told me she wanted to achieve orgasms as it was something she had yet to.