Whenever I mentioned how hung the imaginary older man was, she would get all worked up into a frenzy and hold my face deep into her pussy while she wo...ld orgasm uncontrollably. I found this to be so hot, watching her transforming into some dirty little slut while fantasying about sucking and/or fucking some older man with a big cock.The next days we spent focusing on her interests and letting her pick what videos to watch and identifying what stories turned her on most. They were all similar in. He finally gave up and went for his shoes - it suddenly dawned on him that he didn't have anything but white ankle-length golf socks. He laughed to himself as he pulled the shoes on without socks. He pulled on the vest and jacket then carried the bow tie and pocket square in his hand as he walked to Sarah's room.He knocked on the door and heard shuffling then Roxanne peeked through a small opening. She saw Dave holding his tie and pocket square then smiled, "Just a minute." She closed the door. "I was struggling with whether it was wrong for me to fuck your brains out." After that comment, Bert just stared at Molly for several seconds. "What?" she demanded.With a shake of his head, he said "I can't imagine the virgin sister I knew two weeks ago sitting here talking like this." It's the damned Program!" Molly said angrily. "They want to change teenagers, and they're succeeding! I'm still your virgin sister, dammit! But I've had to change a lot of other things. The world looks different. Maybe she should start yelling. Screaming. Even if the bad guys came, the horrible, frightening men in their red and silver armor and sharp swords, maybe they wouldn't kill her. They hadn't killed her in the hall. They'd gone into that guy's room. God, she had been so scared. She could still feel the man's hand covering her mouth and nose, the tip of his sword touching her throat. He could have killed her. Raped her. The look one of them had given her...Her eyes closed, body shuddering. Shanna.