" Wait, wait wait," Robert holds up his hands. "You're going to brainwash us? Wipe our memories? This isn't want I agreed to!" Actually, Mr. Talbot, y...u'll find that you did. All of you signed the consent forms and waivers. You really should read that fine print. But to mollify you: we can't wipe your memory per se. You will still be … you. We just condition you to believe you've always been your new identity, and we block any memories of entering witness protection. You'll still remember. "He locks the door. My mate's Dad, he's standing there with his jeans andhis underpants around his ankles. His shirt's open and his big stiff cock'sspewing out loadsa pre-cum. I can't take my eyes off his big cock.This is so wrong. This shouldn't be happening. He's my mate's Dad forfuck's sake. Oh fuck it. I can do what I like."Now that's what I call a cock, Mr Shaw." Like it, do you?" Yeah, it's well big."I just stand there staring at it."Fuck me, lad. Have you never seen a stiff cock before. .She- tu apni limit cross kr rha hai, pit jayga ab tuWithout saying any thing to her I gathered some courage and planted a kiss on her lips and lip locked her by my lips, she tried a lot to get rid of me but couldn’t. After a long kiss of 10 min she also got excited and started massaging my dick over my pant but suddenly she got apart from me and slapped a very hard hand on my face, meri to gand hi fat gyi ki kya ho gya but she saidSaid- bahan k laude, jab bahanchod banna hi hai to force kyo. With an expansive wave of his hand and a broad smile Wayne welcomed me to “the workroom”. The bed was the biggest I had seen, with piles of pillows and brocade-covered cushions mounded against the headboard, and there were mirrors either on the walls or on dressing tables and sets of drawers around the room, all of them facing the bed. Pulling the bedcovers back, Wayne climbed onto the bed and leant back against the pillows, patting the mattress next to him in an obvious invitation. I climbed.