"If it's going to clear this up then, no, go ahead." I replied. She sat opposite me and looked at me."Paul have you ever been hypnotised? Ever in your...life?" She asked.I smiled and shook my head, "Not even with stage hypnotists, I can't be sure that I'd reveal my work." I looked at the police office who was pointedly looking the other way.Elizabeth kept serious as she spoke. "I want to hypnotise you Paul, take you back to yesterday... If I can. There are some people who can't be hypnotised and. In a way this image wasn't too far from the truth.He motioned Fifi to come over to the bed, she duly obliged. Without the need for any other instructions, her tongue set up camp between by legs and she lightly lapped away at me whilst Michael revealed my fate."I can't pretend any longer.' He said. 'They aren't you. Fifi, Trixiebelle, Lady Jiggles, none of them are you and I can't take it. Anyone of these facile bimbos would gladly love me, serve me, and cater to my every need with joy and gusto. I slid them up and down feeling the hollow of her back but not going below her waist even though I longed to feel her bum. It would have been brilliant to press her into my crotch. She would have felt a hard lump. Then I was on my own I would think of how good it was to make love to her.One weekend when my wife was a way with her friends June phoned to say that she was going to be shopping near where we lived and she wondered if Sandy would like to join her. I replied “Sandy is away for the. Then suddenly he stopped, a pause as I felt his hard erect cock slide into my aroused wet cunt, just then his phone rang. “Hello,” the caller was obviously a friend of his they chatted away as he was slowly fucking me, a tingle of satisfaction went throughout my body with each thrust of his cock. “Yes I did,” he said smugly on the phone. “ Right hear,” he said patting me on the belly. “ Thanks for letting me borrow them,” I was caught between excitement and shame, as he explained it was his.