My brain hurts. I need sleep. We can figure this out in the morning.”“It is morning,” I groaned. “We have to be up soon.”“Sleep,” she gr...aned.I sighed, my eyes fluttering closed. We had school in an hour. Our alarm set to go off at 5:45 AM. It was almost over. And we would have the entire summer to enjoy each other. But I really, really wish I had my futa-cock back. I fell right into a dream where I was fucking my little sister with a big, thick futa-dick, reaming in and out of her asshole. She. Slipping himself into the driving seat he patted his wife's knee before starting the car and smoothly moved off and joined the light traffic heading towards town.The conversation in the car was strained as both tried to put out of their mind what may be waiting for them at Dr Janus's office. Even the music on the radio station seemed to inspire erotic feelings within Jan as she nervously glanced at her husband trying check whether he was aware of just how aroused she was becoming.Pulling into. I kissed her partial naked body and started my hands down towards her shalwar, my mouth now sucking her bra covered breasts. She begged me not 2 do anything else but who cared about what she said. My hands had made their way into her shalwar and I was rubbing my hands over her panty-covered pussy. Tears had started 2 pour down her eyes, she was feeling the heat. I did that 4 some time after which I could feel that it wasn’t possible 4 me 2 keep my8 inch stout rod in my pants, it has started 2. "Oh God! What's happened to Miss Victoria?" His distress was obvious."Someone spiked her drink," said Mark.Sergeant Roberts was thunderstruck. "In the Officers' Mess?" he asked incredulously.Mark nodded. "I'm ashamed to say so," he said.Sergeant Roberts forgot himself for a moment. "Fucking hell!" he said. "Hrumph! Beg pardon, Ladies. Can I do anything to help, Sir?"Mark smiled at him. "Yes, you could, Sergeant Roberts. Bring a cup of warm sweet tea up to her room if you would." Yes, Sir," and.