He undresses at the same time, his shirt reveals his magnificent chest. All I can do is stare. I think to myself how hot he is. So hot that I have no ...words to speak. He tells me how amazing I look as he scans my whole body, my body’s far from perfect but he loves it anyway. All I can say back is, "you too." His pants and boxer briefs come off and as soon as my dress is off his arms are wrapped around me and he leads me to the bed pulling me on top of him.We’re kissing feverishly. I can feel. " For the next several days, the drug cocktail pumped into his arms was altered to make him more receptive to suggestion. Every few hours, tiny sound transducers implanted in his ears softly intoned a prepared script designed to awaken in him the Anima, the hidden feminine/vulnerable side embedded in every masculine personality, no matter how polarized toward the macho end of the scale. Simultaneously, a specially trained therapist reached into the Tank and gently massaged Monkton's buttocks to. See you want to open a church in my town and for that you need my permission. My permission isn't free. The price of a church for a pretty preacher lady is a blowjob." Well that's a new kind of license fee." I smiled when I said it."But I think I will open my church, and I think I won't be giving you anything at all. So unless you are wanting to get hurt, you should move along." I made sure people around me heard."Do you have any idea what you are doing?" He asked."I have a pretty good idea,. Susan was still upright, working herself down onto this cock, inches at a time. The ridiculous thing was she could feel an orgasm coming just because of the effort getting him in. He didn’t have to move, she had only to rock back and forth and she was getting fucked and filled.Michael changed the dynamic by raising his knees and making Susan roll forward. Her breasts came near his mouth and he latched on. He then returned to stroking her buttocks.Susan’s change of position had pushed Michaels.