”I could tell that something was on Karen’s mind. Finally, after a couple of minutes she started talking and the conversation went somethi...ng like this:Karen: “Robby, can I ask you something?”Robby: “Of course girl, what’s on your mind?”Karen: “When you were on the steps and saw me watching the video, did you see anything else?”Robby: “Oh yeah, I sure did. You were playing with yourself, I couldtell”.Karen: “Robby, have you. Trust just takes time to build.Soon it occurred to me that they were fishing. They wanted me, yes. But more than they wanted me, they wanted the technical excellence my friends and I had. They wanted bigger and more shocking effects. They wanted to top everything that had been done before. My problem was that I had learned to value quality over quantity. Content over hypocrisy. Love over matter. Well, maybe the last one. It was not suitable, here.I made sure that I looked interested, and they. I gave her a few minutes, making sure everything was trimmed up and the helm as balanced as I could get it before locking it, then followed her."What's sauce for the goose is sauce for the gander," I said, peeling the duvet back. She must have been expecting it, or at least hoping, as she was quite nude. She giggled and I kissed her lips and each nipple before homing in on her pussy. Just as I had been earlier, she was very ready and came on my lips and tongue within minutes.After the third. I was at it for some time, longer than I thought it would take with the aids. But I was used to having more stimulation than that. Another body to feel, another mind to share with. When a hand took hold of my dick while I was moving the dildo deeper into my mouth, I groaned with pleasure. It took me several moments to bother checking whose hand it was, finding out just as Eric took it in his mouth. I fought against the flood of excitement and lust his action had produced. When his hand replaced.