I'll know who it is!" Joanne knew she would tellthe police too, but didn't want to tell the doctor that."You don't realize the things you can forget.... Dr. Zaaijer said andremoved all of the hypnotic blocks from Joanne's memory. It all came backto her. She knew everything that happened since meeting with Dr. Zaaijer.Joanne scream, "Oh my god! I married my mother." She doesn't act like your mother does she?" Dr. Zaaijer countered.Joanne's mind was full of ever detail of what she did with her. " She smiled and I smiled back. Did this mean she wanted to get playful with Whitney? I had to know before he returned so I asked. She raised her eyes and smiled again giving me the answer I needed. Now, I was going to have to see how Whitney felt.I need to rewind for a bit in my story to tell a key part... Back at home, me and my wife were having sex a couple of days after Anthony had spent the night. That was the night she and Anthony did a lot more than they had ever done before during one. As he groaned I slipped off his briefs and his cock was about 5” but rock solid. Moving my tongue up and down his shaft and down into his balls and back up he was certainly enjoying himself, I clasp my fist around his shaft and in pulling back the foreskin slipped his helmet into my mouth, gently kneading his balls, as I pumped him his bum was off the chair as he thrusted with every move.Slowly I speeded up and now was going faster as I licked his japs eye as his cock was in my mouth, as I. ” I rubbed the back of my head with one hand, looking uncertain. “What the Hell is that supposed mean?” Fuck me, can I pick em', or what? “Lady, please. It's the truth. I just don't want to get my arm tore off.” She swatted her hands together and then laughed, her rough exterior falling away. “I don't have a dog.” she pushed her hat back with the back of one hand, her eyes dancing with amusement. “Lotsa cows though. I hear they bite worse than a dog.” I smiled sheepishly. “Cows don't.