While I'm thinking about it, though, could we put the fountain nearer to the door?" I like fountains," said Monica. "I love it when they gush everywhe...e." Very funny," I said, reaching down to pin her to my lap. I needed to concentrate just now and squeezing Moni's clit between my thumb and forefinger was a good way to get her to sit still. She bit her lip and tried not to cross her legs as I massaged it under the table. "Well, Brodie, uh - mmm - if we moved it closer to the doors then we. I run in after her and my eyes scan the room quickly trying to find her but she is nowhere to be seen. I stand there momentarily flabbergasted until I hear the door slam shut behind me. I spin around to see Emmy stood against the door and she has that look in her eye again. The look that tells me she is planning something naughty. “Lay on the bed, my little pantie boy.” She commands. I sit on the edge of the bed and lay back. My crotch still feels damp with all the mess we made of it earlier. So I had decided to start psychotherapy during the first few sessions all we did was go over all that had happened in my life and why I felt so depressed, but on the fourth session she said that she would try and help me through hypnosis. ‘Now look into my eyes concentrate only on me and when I count to three go to sleep!’ She said to me and as I looked into her deep black eyes and to my surprise as she counted I felt myself fall asleep. I was aware of what happened and all she did was ask me. It was so erotic, so sensual, I felt my orgasm building. Somehow, Ben knew and stopped.Ben then stood up and while facing me said, "undo my pants" I did as I was told and reached up to unzip him and slide his pants down. Bens big, thick, veiny, beautiful, dark cock was now inches from my face. He was hard and pulsing. He didn't have to tell me what to do because, I wanted it as much as he did. Being "Gay" didn't even enter my mind. I acted instinctively and took the head of his cock into my.