Sara got on her hands and knees, hanging her ass over the edge of the bed. I think we were both tingling with excitement. I lubed her ass up till it w...as dripping with grease. Slowly I rubbed the head of my cock against her tight little opening. Harder, I pushed till I felt the head of my dick force it’s way into Sara’s ass. She let out a little yelp as my cock started inside her. “Are you okay?” I asked.“Yes, keep going, just go slow. Damn my ass feels so full. It feels weird, like I need to. I was looking at the legs and hands of someone much younger. Much younger. I was naked of course, having stripped off the clothes I'd been wearing, so I had all of me to examine, except my face. This person looked to be long and lean. I'd been pretty fit in my younger days, off and on, but long and lean would never have described me. I had also had black, straight hair. This person had reddish-brown hair. I raised a hand up and rubbed my head. There was hair there, where I hadn't had much at. It was this thing that she attached theelectrical lead to. Somewhere in the back of my mind I was screaming Ithink. She was going to electrocute my cock and I was OK with it! Bynow the pulses in my ass and on my breasts were having the desiredeffect. My cock was past rock hard. She had not even touched it and Iwas on the verge of climax, at least I thought I was. With the skill ofa great musician she played me, breast, ass and cock. The device on mycock would tickle the head then pulse. ”It was a pleasure talking with someone who understood. No lengthy explanations necessary.I spilled the beans that I was comfortable spilling, even about some of my bi play desires, and alluded to the misfires that I experienced with my former muse on the subject. He didn’t say much. He seemed lost in the fog of the morning and in the dark brew before him. “Well, I have to say, it made me cum big time last night, and I so fucking needed that. I lived like a saint on that last project. I just.