"And have you had similar dreams since then?" he asked."I've had a few," she admitted. "But not as intense as the first one was,especially since I sta...ted trying to meet those needs the way that I do."She blushed again and Dr. Warren tried to ignore it."Jenny, that you are still having some form of that sort of dreamsuggests that what you have been doing may not entirely be enough," hesaid."Well it's all that's going to happen, so it'll have to be," she said."Jenny, having erotic dreams is. ‘So, now that I have experienced eating breakfast in bed tied up, would you care to untie me?’ I tried desperately to make the question sound light and playful, but inside I was starting to get a bit edgy about the whole situation. The silence that echoed across the room suddenly increased my anxiety even more. ‘I can’t.’ With those two little words, I suddenly knew the breakfast had been something more than simply food. With a feeling of dread, I was suddenly reminded of every time my father. I kissed the pussy then I inserted my tongue a little to taste the aroma and locked it from above like very slowly she did the same with my cock. My cock grew double the size of what it was so hard and long that it searches her mouth and I pushed it inside she started sucking it like a baby. I entered my tongue deeper inside searched her g spot and started to lick it then I open her leg a little and spread it with my tongue and hands I opened her vagina it was so pink inside I loved the smell. How’re you feeling?”He frowned. There was something strange about Zimmerman’s voice, but he couldn’t place what it was.“I dunno. I just woke up a minute or two ago and wanted to ask you about the experiment from the other day. Did I pass out?”“Something like that,” Zimmerman says, eyes glancing down at the ever-present clipboard Tony had seen her with countless times before. “It’s been crazy since we put you under. We’re just glad you’re still here.”“…What do you mean by that?”Zimmerman looks.