She was in the same room with the same people that she had been earlier. Yet now the dynamics had suddenly changed, and it had been nothing more than ...June’s instructions that had changed them. More food for thoughtHaving quenched her need for water, June led her back to the room where Eric was confined on the floor. Cynthia again studied the bondage, but was now beginning to see some of reasons for Eric’s dread. He had been in the device for almost two hours, naked and unable to move to any. "It is the biggest one I have seen," said Gen, laughing."You can play with it," said Rod."Okay, but it is only an experiment," said Gen, laughing.The naked brunette stood up and started to stroke Rob's dick, she used both of her hands yet still couldn't cover all of it. Gen could not help but think about putting all of the dick inside of her mouth, she had never been with a black guy before. Rod decided to put his hands over Gen's shaved pussy as the brunette massaged his dick. The brunette. ”“Hey, that’s right!” Tiffany said. “We give and give and get nothing in return.”“And you won’t,” Phil said. “I didn’t solicit pornographic photos so don’t expect me to reciprocate.”“Mine was not pornographic,” Tiffany said, stealing his phone off the blanket. She flipped through but couldn’t find her photo.“You deleted it!” she said, giving him a stern look.“It’s in a secure folder,” Phil explained. “I don’t want anyone else to have access to them. You’re all too special to me to share with. But during this time I was enjoying some time at home base following a six-week assignment to the great northwest (Washington state). There was a very nice lady that lived down the hall from me. Her name was “Gracie” and she was a widow in her late 50’s. Gracie was not a little old lady by any stretch. She was attractive and slender. She appeared to have (my guess) about 34C breasts and green eyes. She had decided to embrace the onset of gray hair by coloring her hair silver and wearing it in.