"Sean looked at the chair that he was supposed to sit in with a little frustration. He hadn't planned this very well. He used a booster seat in the ho...se when he sat in a chair. He might think like an adult and function like an adult, but his body was still only a year and a half old. Pappy had brought his booster seat and a spare for Megan from the kitchen but didn't know where Sean or Megan were going to be seated so they were still against the wall. He didn't want to ask any of his family to. ”Marie looked down and gasped, hurriedly spreading her thighs again. She hadn’t even realized they had been inching closer together, making it easier for her to buck her hips as she humped her own hand. Her face felt hot, but she knew the shame was contributing to the incredible desire she felt.“Now your clit again, princess.”Panting and whimpering, Marie did as he said, her eyes closing, her face a mask of lust. She had risen up on her knees, her pelvis thrusting obscenely. “Stop.”Marie’s. Jim explained that there was a fishing competition over the weekend and the site would mostly be filled with male fishermen. As we had more to drink, the conversation became more open. Jim and Paula came every year as they liked to find other guys to play with.In many ways, they were a similar minded couple to ourselves, Jim being bisexual and Paula needing plenty of cock. The bar was filling up nicely, mainly with guys on their own. Jim introduced us to three guys who they had met the night. ."But instead of going into panic, she latched onto this idea of impossibility. That's right - if the US government couldn't find a way to brainwash people with that MKUltra thing, who could hope to? The words in her brain had to be an illusion somehow. Yes! Just something to make her panic so she'd be open to suggestion. Heather allowed herself a wry smile, even though she knew the small victory mattered little in the midst of, well, being subjected to a fucking enslavement program. But she.