" I'm trying. I really am!" Hard-on at the very least did make sure his "personal swollen equipment" was not too noticeable and was poking far from un...erneath his dress slacks. He turned his hips away so that the "lady" Jessica would not be offended. "Well this gadget when it is used properly will cause a person to then utter a truthful sentence if you tell the person the question enough times so that it is focused on their brain." So it must be true that to get to a man's brain you have to. This man was around 40,45 & he was a wet dream to a randy teen lad.He was slim but fairly muscular,(not an ounce of spare fat on him),beautiful glossy black smooth skin,an arse you could crack nuts on & an amazing totally hairless cock & heavy low-hangers which always produced a surprising amount of spunk every time,(yeah,he wasn't a one of).The 1st time I got to slobber all over his fat drooling bell-end he was in his work clothes,a dark blue grimy heavy cotton overalls splattered with. In those brief instances when I had flashes of awareness, her voice was always urging me to rest and heal. At times I was aware of movement, noise, and changes in light, but nothing of substance for a long while. Eventually, I heard voices that I could distinguish, and then words that I could understand. With that understanding came a bit more awareness, at least for short periods.At one point, I had a beautiful dream about an angel that came to take me to Heaven. She was soft, warm, and. As Sheri raised up, her unzipped dress slipped off her shoulders, her bra fell to the desk leaving her topless.“Come around here,” her husband’s boss said, as he pushed his chair back away from his desk.With her panties still around her ankles, she stepped out of them. Then, with her dress hanging down around her waist, and her large D-cup breasts fully exposed, she slowly walked around the desk. Her husband’s boss had gotten hard again watching her getting fucked with a large black dick. He.