. it was all she could do to maintain her silence. Tony varied the intensity of the vibrations, sometimes slowing them down, sometimes speeding them u...p. Just when she thought she would lose her mind entirely, he mercifully slowed things down. She quietly gasped for breath as she tried to calm down. Her body had developed a sheen of sweat and little rivers of perspiration ran down between her breasts. Just as she began to breath easier, Tony pulled out all the stops and slammed the machine into. “Did you see all the eyes on you? Men and women all want you. I can’t blame them; you look so beautiful and so sexy.”I ignored his compliment but was glowing inside. “So what’s next?”“Well,” he said. “I thought that something exciting like laser-tag might be fun for a ‘date’, but as much as I’d love to see you bending and squatting in that dress, perhaps a leisurely stroll under the stars, so I can delight in your wit and intelligence, is better suited. Then maybe I’ll find some secluded locale. The second constant being the way that my wife’s womanhood looked engorged, distended, and battered after each bout – Malcolm’s thick and copious seed somehow managing to bubble up in as an obscene reminder, no matter how deep in Jill he deposited it. Somehow the sight of his thick and sticky white seed reminding me of the biological purpose of what they’d just shared – not just sex for pleasure, sex as the means for millions or his virile black sperm to seek out Jill's genetic code locked at. “Christ,” Phil muttered again. Only Hailey heard him and she laughed.“Yep, nothing fake about this,” Randi said, with an eye roll. She extended her hand to Hailey and, unnecessarily, introduced herself.“Thank you for the wonderful gift you sent me,” Hailey said, slightly star struck. “I have listened to it a hundred times. My friends and I absolutely love your new sound.”“It’s a work in progress,” Randi replied. “Those are the songs that didn’t make the cut for my new album. The stuff that’s on.