“Is my bottom getting fat, Andy dear?” she asked Andy placed a hand on each of his mother’s oversized ass cheeks and squeezed. He...kneaded the milky white flesh of her behind for several minutes before replying. “Huh?” Annette giggled and turned around. She reached behind herself and undid the skimpy top, letting it fall on to the rug. “Ow! That darn thing was so small, it was beginning to pinch me. I hope you don’t mind seeing Mommy’s. "I see how this works," he said. "Four eyes, four ears, four arms, one brain. Who does the thinking?" If it's a tactical situation — me," I said, as we got into his car. "If we're making a plan or trying to work something out, it's whoever has the best idea. It just looks like we're not discussing it, because it happens so fast." Also," Neeka said, "we're so in tune that whoever thinks of something first, that's usually what we do. We never argue. Well, almost never. Sometimes Sam will want to. Suddenly he thrust himself into me hard and fast, grunting as he fucked me.It felt quite amazing and I was glad he hadn't gone easy on me, I was loving being fucked by him.Right there in the front seat of his car, in a quiet country lane I lost my virginity to man twice my age in an amazing way.I was wet a moaning for more, I wanted it harder and faster although I'm not sure if it was even possible.He was fucking me so good, I didn't want him to stop, his hands all over me, his cock pounding my. He even said that he had been giving me post-hypnotic suggestions of continue with this, much explaining why I had gone along in the first place. He also told me that he was indeed not an amateur but a very good at the use of hypnosis. Then he told me the theme of his experiment. He said that he wanted to take an American, such as myself and do what he could to "induce an Indian attitude or temperament in them." Or that is see just how close he could come to turning an American who knew nothing.