My name is Brian Smith. I called earlier to make an appointment....’-‘Right. Follow me Mr. Smith’ –said the receptionist.- ‘Call me Brian, p...ease’- ‘Ok, Brian. My name is Anna’- said with a smile on her face. You just go in this room, we have movies and magazines in there just relax and enjoy.- ‘Ok thanks. See you later.’-said Brian while winking at her.Oh God he is so hot. Tall and well build, I am sure he has a huge thick cock, with I could play around all day. I think I will give him a hand. Feeling how big he was against my abdomen, I began to move his hips up and down, grinding him against me, which just made me hotter and hotter. He slid down to get into position before asking, 'should I go get something?'" 'No! God! Just put it in me!' I yelled, as my body worked itself lower underneath him, trying to make any contact I could with his hard cock. He grinned and began to press himself into me. Amy, my pussy lips loved the sensation of being parted by a nice hard cock, of feeling. He simply told me what we’d be doing on our dates. And when we were alone, he was never cruel, but he treated me like, well . . . his personal sex slave, I guess you’d say.” “How exactly,” Drake asked, almost panting at that point. “He started out slowly, but kept escalating, to see how far I could be subdued to his wishes. At first he was much like that night in the frat house room, telling me to strip for him, offer myself, suck his cock, but always behind a locked door. And he wanted it just. I loved it when he put his arm around me. The camp had a rule that we could not get “serious” at camp and we didn’t. Five weeks of conversation taught us both that we shared an avid interest in psychology. We agreed to try to co-ordinate our fall classes. The only class that worked was Psychology 206, Introduction to Hypnosis. In addition to taking the hypnosis class we started dating. I quickly realized that Philip was actually shy. Away from the camp and the music he was awkward. Philip.