It was then that I knew that something had happened and was again getting hard as fuck waiting for her to confess to me!During the kissing she rammed ...er tongue down my throat and was asking me to rub her massive tits.She then said to me that what would I do if she told me she had made one of our fantasies come true.I asked her what she meant and she said the one about her with another guy!She then admitted that it had only been her who had gone to a 'friends' house and that it was a guy called. .”“Should make me happy. And it does. Sometimes. Other times ... More and more ... There’s these silences. Like there’s nothing more to say. On his part more than mine I think. I find myself talking and wondering if I’m really just talking to myself, if he’s actually listening. And the happiest times ... more and more it ties to sex. Which, unfortunately, isn’t nearly as frequent as it was, and trending towards the infrequent. But when we have sex, the conversations happen. Between. After. And. Their names allseemed to escape him at the moment. Unbeknownst to him, this was acombination of the effect of his hypnosis tape session heightened by thepressure. The greater the pressure of a scenario and scrutiny, the moreditzy and skittish Daniel would become.Eventually Daniel managed to get some names out but knew they were wrongas he was saying them. "Oh I love Lady Gaga....Kesha.....Britney Spears"."Britney Spears? Maybe 15 years ago," Madison snorted. "She's a campdisaster nowadays.". " "Are you planning on kidnapping me?" he laughed."If so will you take your skirt off first, I want to look at your bum all the time." I did and my g-string too, but I made him strip naked as well before leading him by the cock through to the bedroom. "Hey this is beautiful," he said as he saw my bed, an old four poster that I'd lovingly restored myself, it had taken me three months but the wood had come up lovely, I'd draped pink net curtains all around it and found an old fashioned bolster,.