She began slamming herself up into my crotch and I tried to match her intensity.As we fucked, I could hear a loud buzzing behind me. I was just about ...t my final climax– somehow I knew it would be my FINAL climax– I was just about at that final point when a giant wasp flew around in front of me and pointed its throbbing stinger directly at my chest. I knew that when I spurted it would sting me, but I couldn’t help myself. I thrust again and again into Heddy’s wonderful cunt. I screamed out as I. I had early on worked out that when I was speaking a hypnotic suggestion she listened to it and reacted to it as she would to any other words, so I had to be polite and subtle, it was only when she acted on it that it faded from consciousness, and the next command would put her back in the hypnotic state in which she could remember the previous (except the silly trigger word itself). So one mistake could vitiate an entire session. My plan was therefore always to move the banter to the overt. A girlfriend she has never actually met to tell the truth. Sure they had spent the past few months on the phone almost constantly, but they have never met. See they met on-line in a chat room. They would go on line and chat with each other every chance they got. Cindy found out that Sam, short for Samantha, was much younger than her but she couldn’t help herself, she couldn’t stop chatting with her. Sam was still in college while Cindy was years away from school. Yet they just seemed to click. Carl couldn't say he was hiring me to look at illegal tapes, of course. I had to have a real job too. So I was in charge of maintenance of Port-a-potties in a district. I had my territory, and if there were no complaints, I was the only one who ever serviced those Port-a-potties.There is this complex of ball fields with banks of Port-a-potties, because when there are big games they get big crowds. That's where I did my experiment. I told the ball field people I was going to build a little shed.