" Yeah," Rhonda said, wondering where this was going."I just wondered if practical experience might make you change your mind."Rhonda sat up. The afte...effects of the orgasm seemed to slow her thinking; or maybe it was too much beer. "You think my being controlled by you will make me change my mind about the ethics of mind control?" No, no," John said. "That's where our three friends here come in."Rhonda shook her head, confused. "You control them, too." Sure," John said. "But now, so do. "I hugged her so tight, I thought I heard vertebrae cracking. "Love you, Mom. Trust me, Aunt Marie could never take me from you." If you fuck her, you'll never have me again," she said softly. "You'll never have my mouth or my tight little rear. Never fill this pussy again."I was a little worried. "Did you do this to spite her?"She squirmed out of my grip and turned sideways. "I didn't plan this. I swear. But you're too much like your father was. You drive me crazy. I felt like a teenager. Now we used to kiss each other on-call every time when her husband was out of the city for his business. We used to talk on call from morning since her husband and kids left in the afternoon. After I came to know that she has not felt orgasm in her lifetime. I wanted to make her feel one.I decided I will visit her place personally after the vacation is over. In the night as planned I called her. I told her to be dressed sexily in the night and to call me when everyone falls asleep. At 11 pm my. His efforts felt wonderful, and Stacey was tempted to reward him with a big mouthful of her jism. Then she paused and thought reward him? Hell with that, reward me!She lifted her hems and turned around, sticking her rear right back into his face. "Tongue my asshole," she said. He dove, nose first, into her pantied rear, trying to slide his tongue between her satin-covered cheeks to reach her little brown pucker. He wasn't having much luck through the panties because the farther she bent over,.