The involuntary wretch, was controllable, and she tried hard not to gag, but he was holding himself too deep for too long, and she couldn’t help it�...��which she knew he enjoyed. He pulled out to let her gasp for breath before fucking her mouth roughly. She knew that the slurping, gasping, and gagging fueled his arousal and that he was likely going to cum in her mouth, or on her face, neither of which she was wanting. He slowed his thrusts down, probably so he could prolong his pleasure. She was. "Hypnosis has a peculiar effect. The suggestions that can be implanted when someone is under influence are manifold. But in your wife's case I would say that her hypnotic instructions are to act quite normally towards you. She will do, and you; unless you were aware; would never know that she had been hypnotised. Yet she has this imperative from her mentor that cannot be denied. She will do as he demands without questioning her behaviour. Man has gone to the moon, He has sent probes to Mars,. You could demonstrate on us whatever might have happened if you don't want to ask her permission. Besides, if it were just a long conversation, it shouldn't be a big deal, right?"Ben pondered the challenges posed by his sisters and decided he had nothing to lose. He could tell them and get to not only watch his sisters have sex with each other, but he would also get to tit fuck one or both of them. Both thoughts gave him an erection. "Alright ladies, you have a deal. You pick the time this. Ill meet you outside the showers in a couple minutes.’ I made quick work of the hot shower, still not believing things would work out. Stepping out, I ran a brush through my wet hair and pulled on one of my old T-shirts that was now oversized for me and worked well as a nightshirt, falling to mid-thigh. I had kept my favorite ones and this was my very favorite. I had had it so long it was worn and practically see through. I hoped he wouldn’t laugh when he saw me wearing a cuddly little elephant.