He continued to jack his cock delighting in the feel of Valentina’s warm cunt.Sam could tell the condom was having an effect on Valentina. Her eyes ...had closed and her body jumped a little each time Sam jerked his cock. That alone was enough to keep the voyeur jacking away.In his peripheral vision Sam could tell Valentina wasn’t the only one being affected by the condom’s magic. Several of Valentina’s male co-workers were grabbing at their crotch. Their faces sported mixed looks of pleasure and. The others had been from grinding herself on his face with her panties on. At least then Wendell was able to thrill to the scent of her young cunt and the sweet wetness of her lace undies. Now, he had nothing but a foul-tasting length of industrial rubber sliding in and out of his drooling wet lips and the everlasting humiliation of a public ****.“Ooooh… whoooo…” she yelled. She had never been this vocal. Her other orgasms had been quieter, moaning affairs. This one was coming on like a. I bet she loved hearing me groan each time she socked me.Then, she started in on my stomach, striking right at my navel, at first softly, as if to determine how much I could take, and then harder. It hurt, but I could take it because of all those stomach crunches I’d been doing for the last three months. She kept working my stomach over. Not trying to kill me, but making sure I was scared and hurt.Even though she was being slow and methodical, I could see she was beginning to “glow” a bit. But. She scooted back away from me, and withdrew her arm."I guess I should get up. It looks like you're feeling better this morning," said Moira as she made to rise. I laid my hand on her shoulder, hoping she'd stay put for a moment."Please," I said, unsure of myself. "Don't go yet. I, um, I want to ask you some questions. I don't really understand, like, what's going on. Who is Gary? And who are you, and the others? Why am I here? This doesn't make any sense..."Moira laughed, quietly, before seeing.