That’s not punishment. We need to talk.”She invited them into the inner office. They were slightly surprised to hear the door clicking shut. Lois ...gestured the two to the couch in the conversation area. Looking dubiously at one another, they sat as far from one another as the couch permitted.Lois sat in the big armchair, thought for a moment, and stood up. “Given what I want to discuss with you two, I need you to know it’s informal.“You two, whether you know it, are the most brilliant historians. I didn't even say anything, I just looked at the camera with Heather's pussy hovering over my mouth."Lick me!" she said, reaching for my tits and pinching both of my nipples hard. "Show the camera how much you love sucking cunt!" Ah! Ow ... Ummm!" I winced and thought I might say something, like ask her why she was doing this to me, but I didn't."Lesbian slut!" Scott laughed. "She loves that shit! Look at her!"I was doing what Heather told me to, lifting my head and extending my tongue so I. Sure extended the amount of time I could be there watching videos and hoping for another guy to show up.Most every Sunday morning I would walk to the video store and sit in a booth watching a video and slowly jacking off. Sunday mornings were not busy, in fact, most Sundays I was the only one in the place save for the two women. Anyway one Sunday morning I heard someone come into the arcade area and thinking it was one of women I put my dick away and just watched the video but then I heard. Several minutes went by before I felt a hand touch my right breastimmediately followed by a second hand caressing my left breast as well.It seemed so strange to not even hear the slightest sound showing me howeffective the sensory deprivation hood really was.The hands moved to my collar and after a couple of moments a hand reachedthe back of my head and helped me to sit up, which made sure I knew I wasstill well-plugged. My legs were guided over the side of the bed and Iwas urged to stand atop.