His hand caressed the back of her head and he was amazed at how wonderfully soft and silky Angie’s hair was. She seemed to be really enjoying it he...self too. She was returning his kiss with just as much tenderness and passion as he was. Her breath was sweet and starting to come out stronger as both of them were breathing heavier. Jim’s hands moved down and he started to rub her back and explore the curves of her body. As their kissing got more heated, Angie reached into the robe Jim was. ‘I want to see how red your chest gets as you ride my hard cock.’ He pulled at the edges, intent on ripping the damned thing off his wife if he needed to. Then the soft whine broke from the pink and white box on the night stand next to them. ‘Fuck,’ he spat. Jill pushed at him and jumped up quickly. Too quickly, panic shown in her eyes as she mumbled, ‘Let me go check on them.’ He watched her round bottom swoosh back and forth beneath the edge of the shirt as she practically lunged for the. She knew I had hypnotized her and had taken over and she loved it.I had done very little with Sara. I didn't want to take advantage. Well, I wanted to take advantage. But my conscience wouldn't let me.Now I wanted to find out how far I could push the envelope, while helping Sara have orgasms. For my plan to work she would have to lose all her inhibitions while in a trance. My compensation would be a wonderful show and the thrill of absolute control."Lisa, we are alone and you are feeling very. You can’t in a small flat.” “I’ve got one,” Nora says. “What do you play?” “I like Erik Satie,” I reply. “Oh god,’ says Nora. “I love the Gymnopedies.” That’s Satie’s most famous piece; you’d know it if you heard it. “Why don’t you come and use my piano some time,” Nora says, squeezing my arm. She obviously sees me as a kindred spirit or something. “Tonight if you like. I live up the road, number 23.” To be honest, it felt a bit weird going to Nora’s house. If she had been someone else,.