She must have been hypnotised at that class. It hadn’t been feminist pole dancing – it had been a trap to lure in feminists and program degrading...suggestions into their brains.How dare they, she thought – and then found herself pulling off her clothes, approaching the pole, and wrapping her legs and tits around it like it was her lover…Over the next few days, she fought her hypnotic suggestions hard, but it just resulted in her spending most of each day humping the stripper pole while naked. . Maine puchha aapko jyada chat to nhi aayi wo boliHa bahut tej dard ho raha hai mujhe mere bedroom me le chalo. main unhe saraha de kar bedroom me le gya. main bola bhabhi docter se dawayi la kar du kya. tousne kaha ki uski koi jarurat nhi hai wo to main tumhare bhaiya se mangwa loongi. tum draj me se mujhe moov de do main use lga lungi. maine unki draj me se moov unhe de di. but unhe khud moov lagane me kafi preshani ho rahi thi. to mere mind me sex story wali bat aa gyi ki kaise malish ke. On the second floor, basically in the back stood her car, she deactivated the alarm and placed her basket in the boot. She closed the boot and looked at him with eyes which made him very uncomfortable, she looked like a panther about to pounce on her prey. When she spoke her voice had gone from its cheerful tone to a sultrier purr.“So Henry, how shall I ever thank you?”He swallowed,“Uhm just glad to help?”She shook her head and smiled,“Oh you’re not escaping me that fast big boy. I know you. . maybe a mile?”Bruce laughed, “You obviously haven’t trained with Bill before. This guy is a god-damned workout warrior! Don’t give him any shit, or he’ll have us doing 10 miles at a 6-minute mile pace!”Lockhart gasped, but then closed his mouth, hoping that Bruce wasn’t serious. I winked at Bruce, who I knew could keep up with me, step for step, at even my fastest pace.I could somehow sense he was also hoping I wouldn’t get too crazy.We arrived and I figured it was time to separate the wheat.