.”I lay down on the rug in front of the TV and Janice eased herself onto my cock, which I’d managed to bring to life with the movie and Janice’s...perverted taste for it. She was as tight as the mothers, no doubt for the same reason. And so as with them I’d be fine if I just focussed on my cock.“Oooh,” she sighed with similar satisfaction, “the pussy tuck was expensive but they said it would be worth it.” She squirmed around then began to lift herself up and down, while she watched her pupils in. Looks like he has noticed me. I can't blame him with me wearing this outfit. Never hurt to tease a guy a little. What was I scared of anyways? We have all heard that a hypnotist can't make you do anything you don't want to do in the first place. Maybe I am afraid of what I might subconsciously want to do?Making that guy act like a chicken is kind of cute. He is probably mostly drunk to begin with."Now on the count of three, you will awaken. There will be no need to be embarrassed," continues. She would be horribly humiliated if any of them heard her sordid whining and groaning telling Mister Pillow what a good job he was doing to make her feel so good down there. The pink pillow was stained in memorable places and she loved resting her face in it when she dozed off because the scent of her sins was enough to keep her twat excited even though the humping was over and she was innocent on the outside but with her tummy churning like her blender just thinking about Mister Pillow’s. I ran my hand over his tight rippled abs and raked my fingers down his sides. I had to fight my urge to rush things and attack his cock. I wanted a slow build to ensure that he had fully recovered from his recent climax so I could feel him get hard in my mouth.I could hear my wife whimpering behind me as Jen's insistent tongue lapped at her clit. She had often climaxed quickly when I eat her delicious pussy and with her new female lover the climax was both quick and powerful leaving her a.