Imagine that the sun is shining on you and you are falling asleep. As I speak, your head will feel heavy and you will have trouble lifting it. You wil... not feel like lifting it. As I count to ten, your head is getting very heavy. Try to lift your head.’ She struggled to lift her head. This was something of a minor trick. When your head is tilted back it feels heavy, lifting it is a small chore. It supports the suggestion. She could not lift her head. She let it fall back. She was very supple. She proceeded to do both cowgirl and reverse cowgirl. By this time, our bodies were dripping with sweat and this was quite easy to tell at times when our naked bodies were pressed against each other. She aggressively rode my cock and was pressing herself down onto my cock as deep as she possible could.We then switched back to the missionary position, and she had mentioned to me that she wanted me to cum onto her chest. I told her that I would happily comply with that. I began fucking her. " That caught me off guard. I asked her if she wanted to go the berth and we could take our clothes off. She agreed. She was so drunk, I took all of her clothes off for her, and it was a production. She had very short brown highlighted hair. About c cup breasts and rather large areola. She was very thin. A cute face. I would bet she was barely five feet tall. Her pussy was shaved clean. Her tiny ass fit her body well. I took off my clothes and climbed into the berth. I massaged her breasts. "Anyone know what an oxy-moron is?" Dr. Lewis asked suddenly.Debbie raised her hand and said, "a phrase that is made meaningless by the fact that the elements of the phrase are contradicting and therefore cancel each other out." One dictionary," Dr. Lewis said continuing Debbie's explanation "gave a simple example 'a mournful optimist' Can you see how ridiculous this phrase is, how can an optimist ever be mournful? The world today is full of some incredible oxy-morons one of the latest is.