’ ‘Yes, master.’ ‘Good. Now I am going to count backwards from ten. When I reach one you will awaken feeling refreshed and horny. You will not...be able to stop touching yourself. Your hands will continuously rub your tits until I tell you to stop. You will not remember being hypnotized, but will recall all the suggestions. All you will know is you won the $20 bet. Okay?’ ‘Yes, master.’ I counted backwards from ten to one and Stephanie awoke. Her face immediately flushed and her hands started. You treated a girl...' (She was going to say, like this. But I interrupted her.) 'To my dick?' 'You're, I hate you. You're foul and disgusting and inhuman if you did. If you really did such a despicable thing.' 'Oh, it didn't start out that way. I had the kid's mother, she was about your age, but not quite so good looking, but her cunt was already a mess, and the kid came home from school, on the yellow bus. They lived in a rural spot. She came bouncing into her. They were honest dice, too, not shaved or weighted. Okay, let's see now. Seven. All right. Another seven. Eleven. Seven, seven... Sure, why not? There was this diner down the road, maybe twenty minutes by car, that had video poker machines. He'd drive down and see if this weird lucky streak held.A pair of jacks. The machine had finally beaten him. Well, he was still thirty bucks ahead. Not bad for feeding in quarters for half an hour. But the "magic" after-sex luck had faded out. And, the. "Yeah! Like I was saying, get over here quick, this bitch is red hot for cock and she's gorgeous." And hung up the phone and stripped himself naked. He started to fondle her tits with one hand whilst wanking on his cock with the other. Just then the manager, who hadn't bothered about undressing, erupted into my wife's cunt with a loud groan. He pulled his cock out of her and I could see his spunk seeping out of her cunt and trickling down the crack of her arse. The other guy immediately took.