Do you understand? Sex And even masturbating, I could barely come at all. “Yeah, we sure have,” I answered. “Sure,” she shrugged. Her face was flushed a little deeper. We were working in her room, surrounded by a modest stack of books we’d just checked out from the library, the subject of mass hypnosis came up. I love licking your delicious backside!” The voice didn’t sound like my own, but I meant what it was saying. Hey!” she was saying, snapping her fingers at me. For my part, I was pretty glad. Hypnotism is all about relaxing, and as far as I can tell, oral sex seems to be about relaxing the gag reflex…let’s give it a shot. I don’t want them washed in a machine while I have you to do my bidding.”
She turned around; she was wearing another baby t-shirt, and a deliciously snug pair of jeans that hugged all of her curves. I don’t mean to hurt you or embarrass you by asking. After the first time, when she found she could hypnotize me afterward and remove my memory, she wouldn’t even stop when I came into her room. As night approaches, you’ll think more and more about sex, and you’ll be more and more aroused.”
“More and more aroused,” she repeated dreamily. “Never?”
“Maybe if I were really, really horny…” she
