Me being a Yankee couldn't sit right with them, but they were very hospitable. They seemed okay with her going out with a man considerably older than ...er.As we drove to the drive in, we talked. Jo was smart, uneducated and innocent. When I say uneducated I mean she had not gone to college. She was literate and well read for such a young woman. She leaned against me and whispered. Almost inaudibly."Bruce?" What? " Jo, what did you want to say?" Nothing, never mind."We arrived at the movie, and. ‘I…please,’ she mewled, unable to remember now why she’d ever wanted to do anything but beg for release, ‘Please, I need, need you to…to hypnotize me, make me move, make me cum, please Mistress please!’ Aimee saw Joanna smile through eyes that barely qualified as open. ‘You need my will to fill your hazy, foggy mind, isn’t that right, sweet girl? You need to be commanded to move, to think, to touch. To cum for me.’ Aimee whimpered, her whole body trembling now as she felt the waves of arousal. She turned, bent over, strutted away and came back to me, sank between my knees and licked my glans as it stood quivering out before me. “Oh Daddy,” she sighed, “it’s just beautiful, but can I have one of the open ones next time, you know, that are just strips of cloth from the crotch to the boobs and nothing at all behind?”She sucked my prong in, and I smiled down at her and said, “Of course you may if your breasts get a little bigger.”She smiled and swallowed my cock, squinted her eyes as it. Her nipples were rock hard and she could see his cock jerk as she danced very close to him. She then pulled the shirt off and grabbed hs head with her hands and rubbed her tits over his lips as he stuck his tongue out to lick her nice big globes. She poured wine over her tits and let him lick it off. She then backed away from him and poured wine down the front of her thong and over her pussy. She stepped out of the thong and stood on his chair and grabbed his head once more and rubbed her pussy.