There is a residue for a little longer, which is why I sometimes anticipate your questions. It’s a good thing that it runs out in time, because I fo...nd that it was hard for me to get much work done when I could hear what people were thinking around me. Especially since I would often rather not know. And the muscle relaxant impaired my concentration anyway. So at first I didn’t use the — potion, I got to calling it — except on weekends, kind of like LSD was used years ago. To start with, the ESP. His hand pressed her body to his and held it for a moment. Gently she withdrew his fingers from their grasp, and glided to the door of her room. Hand on the doorknob, she whispered back over her shoulder. "Thank you, Paul - and pleasant dreams!" Both stared raptly - and some sort of telepathic communication seemed to pass between them. Both sighed and entered their respective rooms. Hearts throbbing, nerves, tingling, minds seething with erotic thoughts, they prepared for. Then he rolled over until he was staring at the ceiling. His mother was lying quietly beside him. Suddenly Allison jumped up saying, "I have to get to the shower." Chris watched her climb out of bed and then hurry into the bathroom and close the door. Allison stumbled over to the vanity. She placed her hands on the counter and looked at herself in the mirror. "You just fucked your own son," she said out loud. "You're a 38 year old mother that has just fucked her son and let him cum in your. "Mommy just loves to taste your hot, thick juice!"Jimmy had a pretty good idea where this was leading and he grinned in happy expectation. The situation still seemed really weird to the boy, unreal, almost impossible. He knew it was awful naughty – but that only made it more exciting."Shall I lick your cock, Jimmy? Hummmm? Shall I taste your cockmeat, too?" his mom rasped.Twang! His prick snapped savagely.The huge cock had hardly softened, or diminished at all, flooding off lavishly without.