She lifted her knees a bit on top of her duffel bag and I saw that her panties were wedged into her crack and I could see the edges of her brown-eye s...aring at me like some visitor from an alien planet just waiting for me to reach out and welcome her to my world with a little nudge from my hungry cock.I think she could read my mind because she squirmed on that seat and her panties got pushed to one side and I saw her pink crinkle in the sea of brown blinking out Morse code for “all hands on. In effect we had all raped her, but maybe part of her wanted to be treated this way, because a person even hypnotized will not do something that they were against doing. So we had to decide, do we stop now. I could command Gwen to forget everything and we just have to act as if nothing had happen. Or do I command her to give in to us, when we want sex, and we use her like a whore. I got the answer I wanted. Both the boys didnt what to use the mother like a whore but they wanted her to stay. He dropped them on the floor, leaving her black socks on – he couldn’t afford to worry about those right now, she was still trying to put a stop to this! He had to move quickly! Charmaine lay before him, chest heaving beneath her snug shirt as she looked at him with her dark eyes. Her legs were closed, modestly as he lay down on top of her. “We have to stop.” She protested further as he kissed her. He sucked her upper lip into his mouth, kissing her sensually. “Please don’t!” Charmaine mumbled,. One Thursday in April I came home from the library to get some dinner. I hadn't seen Missy all day and figured she was out as the curtains were drawn to her 'room' and I heard nothing. Jane was having dinner with her faculty advisor. I turned on the stereo softly, and prepared dinner. I ate, cleaned up then settled down in our living room couch to finish the calculations on my lever design. I was halfway through my first set of calcs when Jane walked in. She'd dressed for this dinner. She'd.