It's not a magic sex potion. It just gives you a leg up, makes them more receptive. If it's a girl who hates your guts to begin with, it won't change ...er mind. If you walk up to someone and say 'let's fuck, bitch' she'll slap you just the same. But if it's a girl who otherwise would have shared a drink with you and had a little light conversation, you'll probably be able to get her in the sack with this stuff helping you. And the great part is that its effects intensify with exposure. Once. Margaret was enjoying the sexual thrill of again having her arse tanned and Richard was surprising himself by enjoying administering a spanking.The spanking had been going for a while and her buttocks were now red when Richard asked, "Enough?"Margaret was groaning and panting but breathlessly answered, "A few more, really hard."Richard took at her word and crashed his hand down on her cheeks as hard as he could and Margaret bucked and 'oohed' and her legs opened, giving him a great view of her. I suddenly brought my open hands down on your asscheeks with a loud slap, and you jumped and moaned. I did this several more times, your ass was turning a bright, sexy red color. Each time I brought my hands down on your sweet asscheeks your head tossed back, and a loud moan arose from your mouth. I began telling you, "I'm gonna fuck this ass soon, very soon, it belongs to me now, and I'm going to fuck it deep and hard." I kept spanking your asscheeks as I talked to you, and you moaned wildly.. ”“Nope,” said Sally-Thing. “it’s happening, all right. Contessa Helena de San Finzione,” The audience chanted along with her. “THIS! IS! YOUR! DEATH!”“Well, maybe,” Cara-Thing butted in. “I mean, you’re a hot, rich, famous white chick, so they’re probably trying real hard to save you up there. Out there. Down there. We don’t know how this works, to be honest.”“Ok,” said Helena as she tried to bring the left side of her brain into the conversation and her right hand joined her left in slowly.