You do this a few more times until he says, ok, and pulls your head up, licking the dripping drool from your chin and mouth. He reaches down with both...arms between your legs and scoops you up, the back of your knees now supported by his thick biceps and forearms. You put your hands around his neck as he lowers you down on his cock, your sopping wet pussy slides on to his girth and you take a deep breath and moan as you feel his fat cock slide into your warmth. He picks you up and down slowly. I said as I took a plate off the serving table. “I’m going to give you something to think about!” Liu said angrily.He didn’t even touch me, yet I was already turned on. “Get over here!” He ordered as he removed his belt.I felt the hot, sweet wetness of my pussy as my clit begged for him. I loved to be disciplined by him. “Bend over the arm rest of the couch!” He ordered.I straddled the armrest, rubbing my cunt against it. Spreading my legs wide, I gave him a full view of my now vulnerable ass. In the meantime, I could still make any other female cream her panties whenever I got horny myself, so there was nothing wrong with me.Mrs. Robinson theorized that her body was adapting to me, learning how to become immune to my effect. We just weren't sure how to prove it, or know the exact cause itself. After a few chemical tests and practical experiments, we finally found our answer.Mrs. Robinson blew me to the brink of orgasm, then jerked me off into a glass. Then, with practiced scientific. ‘Like I give a fuck.’ I mumbled. We pulled on some clothes and our hiking shoes, unzipped the door, and stepped out. ‘How’d you sl**p in the tent?’ ‘Not so bad.’ I looked at Bob. ‘Maybe Abby and I can stay home next time and let you two big outdoor guys have it.’ ‘Wow Bob, Linda’s quite a lady thinking of us like that.’ ‘Yeah. I sure picked a winner.’ Abby jabbed an elbow in my hip and smiled at me. It was so sad to know they actually believed it. The rest of the week was a repetition of that.