I raised an eyebrow.“My first time with you I'm not going to cum here, I want it in your pussy”“What makes you think there’ll be more than thi... time?”“What makes you think you have a choice whore?” I laughed and spread my legs. “A whores isn’t called a pussy, It’s called a cunt” My father's voice echoing in my head as I said it. I kissed him hard then pushed his shoulders away. He lined his heavy cock at my entrance. “You’re on birth control?”“Always, now fuck your whore”He slammed into me in. In the kitchen, I saw Jim stealing glances of me, and it made me feel all gooey inside again. From the way he looks at me, it was obvious that he really did think I was pretty. I'm not sure why he would think this body could be anything but fat and flabby, but his actions were convincing me he really was sincere.Thinking about hypnosis while Jim was kissing me made me think of the "orders" he gave me while I was under. He gave me what I would call "open orders," which I had a direct memory of,. Not surprisingly, Ingrid immediately grabbed my cock and licked her own mother’s juices off it, cleaning it also of any of my cum still dripping from the head. While this happened, Heidi offered her tits to Ninve, who eagerly began sucking them just as hers had been sucked.Meanwhile, Sandra wouldn’t stop licking and fingering my butt, her every focus given to my manhole. Even if I still had a male refractory period, which I didn’t, it couldn’t last with her fine tongue and digits exploring me. What she lacked in her life was cock; she positively wanted one she thought.She had wondered about the possibilty when she had collected a male amputee to drive to an appointment and return him home. He lived at the top of house with many stairs. His room had contained stacks of porn magazines and she knew he had a hard for her, but had not wished to be anything other than compassionate and professional. His pain and discomfort had caused her to lift him over her shoulders and return him to his.
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