When Pam finally came to after sleeping off the effects of the greatest orgasm of her young life Betty was reciting the last of my hypnotic suggestion..., "Betsy loves cock, Betsy needs cock, pussy wants your cock, Please fuck Betsy's wet little lesbian pussy." Her voice was a high pitched monotone as she stared blankly at the swinging dick inches from her hungry mouth. Although still entranced she could sense the male scent, taste the manly odor, feel it pushing into her virgin pussy, pressing. He just used my rear for his pleasure, used me like the slut I was for him, training me to take his full length. That was the first time. When he came in me I had my face buried in the bed, fingers dug into the mattress and sheets, my make up smeared all over the sheet in front of me, tears in my eyes. When he completely finished he pulled out of me and patted my rear. He told me I was a very good little boy. I stayed fixed in place, was afraid to move, felt his warm cum run out of me and down. She became devoted and attentive to me in a way I'd never seen before. I took advantage of this by testing her limits. Soon, at my direction, she began coming to work panty-free. Then I insisted she use my phallically-suggestive productivity award from 2005 as a dildo, an act which I captured on my computer's video cam. And of course I made her lick the leavings of her copious gash-syrup from my prick after every zesty fuck.But all of these things barely served to maintain my interest. They did. So I just made a move (thanks to iss as it gave me guts to make bold moves and tricks to please & attract ladies by different senses.) to a cocktail and reached her.She was amazed and was blushing. I handed over the drink and thanked her for checking me out wished her and left to my friends. The moment I sat I found her at our table and she asked me for dance.I am average at dance but managed well in between got to know each other. She was radhika from delhi. Came here to meet her friends who.