That was my problem now. I started to want him again. The desire to please him, the desire to be bred again and get another nice load of black seed wa... overpowering. We talked for a while, kissed and hugged, fondled each other some and relaxed. He didn’t relax for long. There was my playing with his cock, him playing with my baby one and finger fucking me – probing my prostate [my ‘g’ spot] and having fun. He started to get an erection.I went down on him, opening good and wide, and tried. ‘It just seemed that no-one cared and that the world would be better off without me.’ She was crying now, partly from shock, partly from shame. ‘But that’s just silly.’ I crouched in front of her and took her hand. ‘You are enough to brighten anyone’s day.’ ‘You’re very kind.’ She giggled through her tears. ‘And very smooth.’ ‘I try to be.’ I lifted her hand and kissed the back of it. ‘So lets not have any more talk about jumping shall we?’ ‘No.’ She shook her head. ‘I promise.’ Then things got. Mental Regression: Dumbs the subject down, makes her feel bubbly and agreeable to whatever she's told to do. Effects last approximately 3 hours. 5 pills administered all at once appear to have permanent effects.Libido/sex drive : Increases her need for sex by 10 fold and lowers inhibitions, increases her pleasure received by the same amount. Effects last approximately 3 hours.Binding : Makes her bound to the person giving it to her, however, it would also require that the subject consume the. She knew once she did get up she would be doing her usual spanking dance. Ann let Helen lie there a few more moments before ordering, “Get up, Helen.” She watched as Helen eased herself awkwardly from her lap and smirked as the teenager rubbed her bottom furiously and stepped from foot to foot. She so loved watching the girls dance like that, and it acted as a further tension breaker for her. She wasn’t sure if Helen had realised that she had kicked off her knickers as she was spanked but she.