"Michelle?"She turned her head, staring at a face that was familiar. He had dark hair and eyes and was handsome of features. But there was something m...ssing that could have made the face truly striking. Who was he? How did he know her name? Why couldn't she remember?"W... what?" she managed to gasp out, her eyes rolling at the pain that battered in her head."Come on sweetness," he coaxed, wiping her face with the wet cloth. "Time to wake up now. We've got such wonderful things to discuss." I. So they promised not to tell anyone else, and Becky’s parents agreed to let Becky show Madison how it was done, with her daddy’s help of course. But as her father had already throat fucked Becky, and fucked Becky’s mommy, within the past half hour, Marie explained that Becky sitting on her father’s lap, and rubbing her naked little girl cunny along his shaft, would probably help get him hard again. It definitely had the desired effect, and made Becky very eager to have her daddy’s cock slide. Soon she noticed my bulge and gave a naughty smile to me. In my mind I was just thinking is she seducing me or just for fun I could not proceed to her without her signal and again I sat on the stool. Slowly she took some oil in her hand and came in front of me and bent and started massaging my hair her cleavage was clearly visible to me her boobs were hanging inside and nipples were black in color. I continuously keep on watching the action it was great sight to watch.Then she stood backside of. That meant that some information stayed in my unconscious memory, the so called hardwired memory. I suppose it was a good sign that I was able to do more, but I still needed the file for the basic intellectual memory, the day to day stuff other people pulled out of their ass."Good morning Sam," I said when he walked through the door."You remembered me?" he asked."You popped up on my file under Thursday morning routine. So how are you today?" I asked."I am good. I do have a few things on for.