My right hand blindly made it's way onto her head. His lips departed from mine. "That was so hot seeing you with her, will you please get down there a...nd have some more fun with her?" "You are not mad at me?" I backed away slightly. "I could never be mad at the most beautiful woman alive for fucking another hot woman." My feet led back to him and my lips smooched his again. "You are lucky I love you." My knees met the floor too. Her eyes met mine and his cock slowly spilled out of her mouth. A. She sat next to me ans said, "My late husband was in poor health for the ten years before he passed away, and he's been gone for eleven...so I haven't had sex other than masturbation in that long. That is why I tied your hands...I am not sure I can have intercourse, and I was afraid you would touch me and yourself to the point I could not resist." She looked aat me, and said, "I fell terrible that your are so beautifully aroused with no way of relief." My mouth was bone dry, and I croaked out,. As you had watched them move around the memories of teenage fantasies had come flashing back, the one that was the clearest was the dreams you had about Lois Lane.You had tried to forget about it for a long time until you read the news about True Lover Co announcing a new method of building the Perfect Partners and the massive drop in price that came with it had brought the idea back to the forefront of your mind all over again. You had heard about some of the characters that had been licenced. Sandra’s heart leaped in her throat. She imagined having pictures of herself flashing, just like the pictures of all those other women she looked at.“What do you mean?” she asked cautiously. He pulled a camera out of his pocket.“Digital camera,” he said, smiling. “Do you have email?” he asked.“Yes,” she said slowly, thinking she knew where this was going.“Well, it’s simple. You do the flashing, I take the pictures, and I email them to you.”This man was pushing the right buttons. She would.