“Oh, Mr. Brooks, I’ve never felt anything like that…I’m going again...hold me tight!” she warned, as yet another violent orgasm washed over ...her twitching young form. When her jerking body subsided, the old man stood up, and helped the perspiring little charge to her feet. “Come on, young lady, let’s get you into the bathtub,” he ordered, as he held her sun dress over her head, allowing her to wiggle into it. He wadded up her soiled panties and put them in his pocket, without. Tangerine twitched, her segmented body bucking as if something behind her was causing her discomfort. Of course, the suit was hooking into her nervous system, he just couldn’t see it. It must be pushing the fleshy cables into her spine, the same ones that he had seen being disconnected from the Pilots the first time that he had come across them.She finally stopped squirming, Walker unsure of whether what she had just experienced had been at all painful, and she stared down at him. “Do you do the old buckaroo thing and carve notches on the grip?” he asked.“Tough to do with synthetic grips and all those notches leave ugly looking marks in your palm after shooting,” I replied.The bottle of beer was half gone when the cook yelled food was ready.“Anton my friend, care to join us for supper? Supper is low key cookout foods tonight; a taste of home, hamburgers, hot dogs, mac and cheese, homemade baked beans, potato salad, cucumbers and onions,” I asked.He hesitated then, “Sure,. I ran my fingers all over her ass and lower back, as we both enjoyed the massage I was giving her.Brooke reached back and, grabbing hold of the towel, pulled it off and dropped it on the floor beside the bed. She was now lying on the bed completely nude, as I rubbed the lotion into her ass and lower back. I crawled up between her legs, and let my hard cock press against her ass cheeks, sliding up and down between them as I shot lotion onto her shoulders and started rubbing them. I pumped more.