This was a side of her sex that she hadn’t felt before. As she pulled off her t-shirt and shorts, she looked closely at her body. Cupping each breas... in a hand she looked pleasantly at the hardening nipples. While she had never been small busted, she wasn’t extreme either, a very happy 38C, Melissa tweaked her nipples and smiled with pleasure. She had seen many of the office boys stare at her chest. In the starlight, she could appreciate their adoration. They were rather nice tits. Switching. But she couldn't help herself. The harder she tried, the more Scott pushed himself into her thoughts. So she went with it. She thought about what it would feel like to make love to him. She put her hands where she wanted his to be, where she hoped his mouth would go. She parted her lips and massaged her clit imagining him sucking, licking, and kissing. Her mouth opened, she moaned, she lifted her hips bucking to his imaginary mouth. She came. Loudly, animatedly. She decided at that moment, the. Since she was wearing a skirt my job was easy :) I started to touch inside of her upper legs, like massing.Her moans starts to become more subtle. Then I move my hand to her vagina and touch her pussy on her panty. I felt her panty was already wet, probably because of the sweat but yet it was great.I crouched down on my kneels in front of her while continuing to maintain our eye contact. I gently took her panty out, she was wearing a thong. I smellt her panty, ahh its smell was great. I grab. Not only could he make the subject forget what happened while under the influence, he could make them forget things that happened prior to being given the drug and he could allow them to remember all of those things, after having caused them to forget. Most importantly he could make someone do something entirely foreign to them - something they would never dream of doing, and make them think it was all their idea. Hell, he had even been able to make himself feel apathetic towards the experiment.