Jerk like a loyal mind-controlled slaveUnderneath was the picture with the tits he had just stared at and also the spiral was clearly visible and fixe... his gaze on the hard randy nipples. While he had to fight earlier still with it on the legs to remain to stay on his feet and would have sworn since he would not have gotten his cock up again, he felt how his body reacted to the command. It was a fascinating feeling to feel how strongly the conditioning was affecting him. He surrendered. With every intake of air, she could smell the musky aromas of Whit's body and her arousal. She heard a little voice inside her head saying "Go to him," as her hand drifted beneath her sopping panties.The vivid dream images popped into her head as she began to rub her pussy harder, but she could not attain release. Between her physical arousal from envisioning sex with Whit, her sympathy for Whit and her old romantic feelings, the voice kept telling her, "Don't fight it." Please!" Give yourself. He inhaled against her neck. ‘I am not as weak as my father. You’ll not be able to weave your control over me.’ He grabbed her hips and pulled her backward, allowing her to feel his semi-hard manhood pressed against her. ‘Please,’ she answered, her voice quivering as she fought tears. She swallowed hard, determined not to allow Thabit to break her. She could not finish her request. Thabit was rocking back and forth, his hips moving in a steady rhythm. He pressed into her and pulled away, each. Pushing downward with her hands, moaning in ecstasy as I planted my face straight into her crotch.I pushed my tongue across her hooded labia and clit, then worked my fingers across it as well, alternating between my tongue and my fingers, driving her into an excited state of uncontrollable desires. I slid my fingers along the outer bands of her pussy, which were already engorged and swollen with excitement. I pushed my finger into her pussy and then quickly withdrew it, running it across her.