He’d have done the same thing. He rode on, stopping a few yards away from the girl and her father.“I’m Frank Collins,” he said. His prepared s...eech jumped into his mouth without him thinking about it. “I’m looking for my mother.”Brad was astonished to find that he immediately liked this boy. He couldn’t be a day over fifteen, but he rode and acted like a man. He seemed serious beyond his years.“There appears to be a lot of people looking for your mother,” said Brad.Frank was still hopped up. I kiss her cunny lips, plunge my tongue into her hole, lick her cherry. She groans in her sleep. I slurped her pussy and coaxed her clitoral but out of the hood. She shivered and moaned her juice stayed flowing copiously. I get up, kneel over her, rub my cock head against her cunny as my hand massages her pink nipples. I stroke my cock, its head against her opening, until I cum again, some of my sperm spurting into her body, the rest soaking her cunt. I use my jockeys to wipe my spilled cum. You won’t feel embarrassed, just satisfied.’ Then, I had a terrible thought. What if these women are faking being under hypnosis? What if they are both waiting to see what I make them do, before they call the police, report me, and have me arrested? Surely, no doubt, I’m committing a criminal act by doing this. This is too good not for there to be a law against hypnotizing and taking advantage of women. There are laws against all the fun things in life, such as, shooting guns in the. Keep your wits about you."The others nodded to indicate they had heard and understood.The Scots angled in towards the coastline and then headed west in the direction of Bournemouth. Once they reached the mouth of the River Avon, Gabrain told his captain to steer them up the river, keeping to mid channel.The going was difficult as they were sailing against the current. The captain had to use all his skill with the ship's sails to keep them moving forward. On both sides the land was relatively.