She was taking her pink t shirt over her head revealing a full but not massive pert looking pair. The shirt got stuck momentarily as it went over her ...elbows and o got to witness a brief but awesome bounce from side profile. Then she was gone from view. I was gutted but overwhelmed with my luck. Imagine the odds of a)her removing her top at exactly that moment and b) the binoculars being at the correct focus.Normally there are indicators like movement in a window and during the moments of. It appeared to have five restraints in total; it had a control panel wired to it with quite a few different buttons and dials, and at one end, on a pole was a dildo. Milly could clearly see my confusion, "that is a fucking machine Charlie".?A what?? I exclaimed. ?a fucking machine Charlie, I think mr umber and his wife use it, maybe they even use it with other people, it wouldn’t surprise me, not after seeing all this? she waved her arms up gesturing to the room. ?How does it work?? I asked.. The suction was intense, but was providing more arousing feedback to your brain than you had imagined possible. You felt your body twitch as if of its own accord. "More! More!" you heard someone say, and realised dimly through the throbbing in your head that it must have been you. A couple of the girls laughed, but most were gazing intently at you, and all were masturbating furiously, rubbing their own clits or fingering themselves hard. "We're not going to do too much for the first time" you. Then she turnedto pick up the glass of wine she had poured for herself, beforestraightening up, and turning to look me in the eye. "Who are you?" Who am I? Wasn't that what this was all about? Who do you want me tobe?" Oh no, you're not getting off so easily. We've been separated for howlong now? How many months? While you've been having a grand old timeplaying at being Sara, what do you think has happened to us?"I closed my eyes in exasperation. "Rebecca, I'm not playing at beingSara. I.