She seemed to be bringing some of the behaviors she was exhibiting as "time to play Chani" into her normal, adult life. I wondered if she was experiencing a modified version of that "timeline" memory technique. And, keeping that in mind, I formulated my plan for this evening. As I said though what happened next could potentially ruin everything. On the plus side I was reasonably sure that if this step went horribly wrong, Chani wouldn't remember it. That thought emboldened me. Chani didn't seem to respond to my initial kiss. Which was probably a good sign. I didn't want her freaking out. The kiss itself wasn't too remarkable. I had kissed her many times before, even on the lips, but those we quickly fatherly pecks or, much more rare, big playful and silly smooches. This kiss was something new, gentle, loving and held just long enough to imply romantic oral without coming on too strong. Chani accepted the kiss and even returned it, though I could sense her become a little blowjob unsure as I held it a beat or two longer than might be normal. She was likely a little confused, and at this moment, confusion was my friend. When overwhelmed, overloaded or confused, the prefrontal cortex (the conscious mind) has a tendency to freeze up and cede control of the body to the older, more primitive, more instinctual parts of the brain. That is precisely what I wanted to happen. Chani's conscious mind was already a bit overloaded by having to create and maintain this alternate, younger persona. Further, the forty minutes of going in and out of hypnosis helped add to that overload. And now, with the confusion of this not quite fatherly kiss, her brain was ready for a break, to just allow instinct to take over. So, while the temporary persona of "time to play Chani" was one of youth, the reality was that Chani was, in fact, long past tits cock puberty, a woman with all the hormones of your average high school senior. In a nutshell, regardless of affected persona, her body was instinctually and chemically primed for sex. Breaking our kiss only for a second I shifted my right hand behind her head, intertwining my fingers with her hair and pulling ever so slightly, triggering a latent and powerful mammalian big trait of female sexual submission in response to being bitten on the back of the neck. (It's true btw, look it up. Many species of mammal, and more specifically some of our primate cousins, use neck biting to trigger sexual submission.) I sucked in a breath as I gripped it awkwardly. Even then she kept talking on the phone without missing a beat or acknowledging his presence to Pammie on the other end. This was driving Jennifer crazy. Instead they were in a park, on a path beside a river some ten feet below them, down a rocky bank inside a gentle curve. “Count to three for me and you can have it.” Nothing came to mind, so I sat in the chair and took another few sips of oral my beer. She already missed him and wanted him again. With my chin still high he slapped me again. Practically looking cock right at me. Her beautiful tits dangling down. “I am,” I moaned. She puts her tongue inside my mouth as I grab her giant breasts. and suddenly shouted” Baby… I am cumming ….. “Yeah..” I mumble. I did. Mala stood trembling with heated passion as Ravi went on his knees and slid her panties on and when she saw him engrossed in staring at blowjob the opening of her shredded panties, she closed her legs hiding her cunt from his vision. I’m just going to let this blow up in your face. He looked eager. Darlene and Joe were not there. No one argued with him, for they had long-since realized that big this was the only option. She crouches between my legs and keeps manipulating the dildo with one hand but she is stroking my stiff pecker with the other one. She hit her head against a tree in her tumble and was knocked unconscious. They were tits both rough, one grabbing, one spanking. Gwen and Dana can't stop boasting about me. I'm still really hard and need to cum. C’mon, open your mouth Baby!”