..." that was as much as I heard before Ibroke down and ran crying to my room and shut myself up in my closetwhere I stayed for a week crying. Wheneve... I thought anyone had comelooking for me I was wrong; the only reason I came out after that weekwas the fact that I finally had to eat and use of the bathroom but Idid it in silence. When Amy spoke to me, all I could do was look at herhurtfully; start crying and run back to my closet (now I can imaginethat you're thinking that I must have been. The real reason for my reluctance to continue the naughty experiments was far more selfish. I simply realized that if or when they eventually came out of mind control, they would probably kick my ass in spectacular fashion.I could have stopped all of this right now. I told myself that maybe things wouldn’t be so bad when the mind control drug I gave them wore off. I could picture my mom and Erica’s reaction to finding out I made them take off their shirt. I decided that wasn’t an option.I was. Soon we both felt the rising need inside our bodies, and she gently pushed me onto my back and mounted me. She started slowly with me, grinding her pussy against mine with more force. I loved it; I opened my legs and lifted them over her back and locking my ankles behind her hips held her against me as she fucked me. She increased the speed of her thrusts in concert with the arousal coming to the surface, I tried to match her by pushing back against each one until with a cry felt my climax. I can't please the ladies no more. That's why I need a good boy like you to help me."I was only too happy to help, & secretly pleased that his monster cock wasn't going to present too much of a challenge after the workout I'd just been through. I got down on my knees & went to work, taking into my mouth as much as I could. Even on soft that thing was more than a mouthful. "Oh yeah boy," he groaned, "you were made to please a man like me. This is what I needed for so long," followed by:.