That was her last coherent thought before his hips drove and his cock plunged into her depths with a ferocity greater than any she’d felt before in ...her life. Oh fuck, Janice, you’ve created a monster! * Yes! Fuck yes! Back where it belongs! Take that, Janice! The look of astonishment on her face was every bit as gratifying as the physical sensation. Not so smug now, eh? He withdrew and rammed himself back in again, the thrust fuelled by combustion of pent-up lust. Her hands closed on. He stammered, "I-I-I had to dr, dro, drop Betty at her p-p parent's house, her m, m, mo, mother came down very ill. I came on home to be-be-be with the kids for tonight" Oh," I said, rather lamely, "I was just going to change into some clothes now that the kids are asleep."I hadn't made any attempt to cover my exposed boob, or I should say boobs, because the string strap had slipped free of my other boob as well, There wasn't much to cover it with anyway.I recovered first. I slowly turned and. .uhm..." I've never been aroused by somebody so intensely, and quickly. She ran her hand up my thigh, and over my pulsating, wet (almost dripping) pussy. She shoved me against the tile wall and unbuttoned my shirt. "Don't you worry," She said. "I'm gonna make you feel amazing." She said, with a hint of evilness in her eyes. She ripped my shirt off, and cupped my breast. Gently stroking my small, pink, erect nipple. I bit my lip, and let out a small moan. God, her hands felt good against my. And a good friend. But the suggestion I unconsciously sent you made you ignore that and think that fucking me was a great idea.”“Yea, and I get it now. And I also realize you’re right, it will only make me follow if it sounds like a great idea, or if it is something I really wanted to do anyways. It will not make me do something I would not do. So not mind control, but acceptance if I was not predisposed to reject it.”“Exactly. The night we met, that is what happened. I was excited by you, and.