Joe took me. Some shitty little cabin in the woods. Joe said he'd gone there with his family as a kid. I will always remember his standing outside tha... cabin, with that stupid cap on and his fishing gear and his saluting me."Alarm bells were ringing in April's head. Fishing, a small town in West Virginia."Was that town Shannondale, by any chance?" she gently interrupted, going straight for the question she wanted to ask."No," shook Tara's head, "it wasn't. It was some man's name. You know, one. While the initial wave had continued moving downward, subsequent waves would form around the back of her head and spread outward like the previous ones. This cycle repeated every few seconds, eliciting a constant source of warmth, relaxation, and pleasure. Amy was particularly concentrated on a wave that was beginning to envelope her left ear when the first wave finally reached her groin. Amy felt her head fall back in ecstasy as the wave rolled past her clit and a bolt of pleasure shot through. The damsel system was the way they found to solve that problem. For the necessary levels of certain hormones to be reached she must be in fear for her life, an acute stressor stimulation, or suffer for a long period under strong mental stress, a chronic stressor stimulation. If she is exposed to key words and male pheromones before her body fully recovers from the stress, her body begins to ovulate on a more frequent basis and also represses production of the enzymes that usually inactivate. Tessa was now so overcome by having perverted sex , and now doing so in public that by the time the last man had entered her, she could have cared less as to her fate! Her mind was in utter infusion, and her body stimulated by the continued forced pleasuring. She was the one now jamming her pussy down in wanton lust, and abandon trying to forcefully grind it deeper onto each hard black cock! When she thought about it later, it was unsettling, the bigger the man was, the more it seemed to excite.