Fantasy for a friendIt’s a quiet night, you just drop into a bar for a drink after work, not too bright, not too dark, some banquette seating, table.... You don’t pay too much attention when the handsome stranger sits down beside you and starts chatting but after a short time you feel a hand on your thigh rubbing slowing and then moving over to your crotch and starting to rub your cock – this catches your attention. He continues discussing politics or the price of coffee, who knows, as if. I wanted her ass badly at any cost. My mind said to me “fuck that tight ass with your thumb, faster faster my boy. You have to make your mom scream, the finger that asshole as hard as you can”.I did the same as my mind ordered. Mom’s asshole was hot like an oven inside; my thumb was feeling the heat. Ahhhh I was thinking O my god if my thumb is feeling such a pleasure what if my cock goes into my mom’s asshole. But mom was not ready for it she said to satisfy her pussy first then we will think. Ek bar hume baat karte karte puri raat ho gyi, and i started the topic of her boy friend, so she said ki uska koi boyfriend nahi hai, so i asked k kaisa boyfriend chahiye h tujhe, or uska jawab sunkar mai hairaan reh gya, ” she said ki agar aap mere bhai na hote to mere boyfriend hote ” us din se mujhe laga k she is also interested but vo sharma rahi hai accept karne me…Or mai usse or b jyada frank hokar baat karne laga us din k bad se, fir hum daily rat me chat kiya karte the or ye sab baate. Specialists in psychological profiling and manipulation. Experts in brainwashing and mental conditioning. Genius chemists who could craft powerful drugs that would be tailored specifically to the body chemistry of each subject, to cause specific effects. Experts in the carnal arts whose skills could take their subjects to previously unknown heights of sexual ecstasy. Scientific experts who could analyse each super-powered subject down the sub-atomic level and devise the perfect means to.