But what was most important in that room were the bookcases. There was one on either side of the fireplace, and another on the wall facing the bay win...dow, and they were all loaded with books of all shapes, sizes, and colours.We had already eaten a lovely steak and chips which he cooked while I stood and watched. He said it was like walking together: it was a good way of breaking the ice and making sure it didn’t get too formal. He even had on a butcher’s apron which he was wearing when he. ..they were both rock hard. Whether they were hypnotized or not, the kissing had clearly gotten them both very worked up. Kristy suddenly didn't feel so bad about what she was doing. Yes, she was making them do whatever she wanted, but how could they fault her if they were clearly enjoying themselves? Besides, they wouldn't remember any of this anyway, right? The last remaining pinches of her guilt ebbed away into the night.Eric's seven inch cock was amazing, curved in just the right spot and. His cock was still hard as I finished my sucking and I crawled up his chest to kiss him. I felt his still hard cock against my clit and slid my left hand down to guide it back into my, very wet, pussy. As we kissed I slowly rocked on his cock, feeling it relax and deflate a little but it just felt so good to have him inside me. Billy pulled the covers over us, I put my head on his firm chest and drifted off to sleep. It was still dark when I awoke and I was lay on my back. I felt tingling bolts. Have a seat,” he said, waving his hand ambiguously towards several sturdy office chairs with generously padded leather seats and backrests.The wall behind his desk held several framed documents, including a large document from Stanford University bestowing a Doctor of Psychology (Psy.D) degree on Steven Morris nearly three decades ago. His Bachelor’s Degree was from Harvard, and his Master’s Degree was from Johns Hopkins University. The wall was paneled with wood, as were all the walls in the.