When he hit the switch and the current started flowing through me, the sensations were much like standing outside with a powerful wind just blowing pa...st you. I felt breathless and restless, although, like Roadkill said, it didn’t hurt. After what seemed like an eternity, Roadkill turned off the computer and walked back to me. I clutched his wrist. ‘Intense. But I’m fine,’ I said. ‘You’re sure?’ he said. I wished he’d stop asking me that. There were so many other things he could be doing with. Geoff now eat her cunt with gusto and brought her to a loud orgasm and she actually flooded his mouth with a salty sweet mixture of his own spunk and her cunt juices; which Geoff now willingly lapped up; all this time Jenny was sucking for all she was worth on his cock and he began thrusting his hips in time with her efforts. Jenny slowly ceased sucking his cock and begged him to fuck her once more; but this time she wanted him to fuck her on their patio outside their back door; Geoff was a. "That's enough pampering, little miss, step into these," Greta told me,dropping a - surprisingly heavy - bundle in my lap."What in the world..." I trailed off as I held up what it became apparentwas (mostly) underwear."This does a number of very clever things, first is it keeps everythingnicely tucked away," Greta explained as I slipped them up my legs. "Yourpackage goes in the pouch," she took charge at this point and tucked mymember in a sheath, "the nub goes in your rear," a tiny protrusion. "No Ananya, no it wasn't. It was my penis covered with the juices from your dirty ass. And you licked it clean, like a popsicle." Very good. So to answer your question, no, not today," she said. "Today I want a salad."I knew what to do. I gathered some spit and hocked it onto the opening of her butthole. I leaned in close and sucked outward. The taste was a little bit different than my initial spit."Again," she said.And so I spit it back in there, and sucked once again. Quite a different taste.