Jason lost all real ability to fight the toxins from the tentacruel as soon as Brianna joined Laura at torturing him.  Feeling his arm pressed against Brianna’s breasts followed by her pushing his head against them, in-between them while his hand was squeezing the right one though the bra she wore… the part of his mind that knew this was wrong was completely buried and muted.  Now was just the lust left.  This was shown as he just seemed to fully relax for just a moment.<br/><br/>That only lasted a short moment before his hands began to become far more active.  The one he had on Laura’s head while she worked on his cock began to move.  Trailing down her skin, and the edge of her cloths before he pushed it under her clothing to take her breast.  As soon as it was in his hand be began to squeeze roughly and pinched her nipple.  He couldn’t really reach anything else while she was so busy on his cock and Brianna on his other side.<br/><br/>Speaking of Brianna, Jason couldn’t forget about her.  At the same time he was moving his hands over Laura, he became active with Brianna as well.  The hand she had put on her breast grabbed roughly for a moment before he pulled back a little.  as he pulled off her, his hand grabbed the bra she was wearing.  Pulling roughly, he snapped the clips and pulled the bra off of her impressive chest.  If nothing else, this was more proof he has lost control.  He would never normally be this rough.<br/><br/>As soon as the pesky cloth was out of the way, he again grabbed her breast for a moment before he moved his head over and ran his tongue over her nipple, running around it in small circles.  As soon as he got the first reaction to that he moved forward and took the nipple in his mouth and bit lightly.  Nothing outside of these two women could even grab his attention.  Not even when some of the people left, or the glare he was receiving from his vulpix as she rested on the counter.<br/><br/>That small fox pokemon glared at her trainer as the others were talking and moving around, and saying a storn was coming.  She knew that she wanted to get out of there, but the empty look in her trainer’s eyes proved that nothing she could do would get him to move without causing too much damage.  And she wouldn’t abandon him.  Didn’t mean she wanted to watch as she jumped down from her perch off the counter of this little store and curled up there to sleep a little before her trainer was back to himself.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>