” “Yeah?,” Shawn sighed. He leaned back slightly on the bed, still slowly stroking his cock. “I went to town, working his cock, and playing w...ith his balls. I thought that I would get him off, swallow his cum and he would feel better.” “But you did more than that?” She nodded. “He put his hand on the back of my head and ran his fingers through my hair.” She paused and let out another sigh. “He massaged the back of my head and my neck. He said I was so good. It made me hotter, so I sucked. Her hands are taking out my gear. “I certainly would like to pinch those cheeks and grab them but I cannot do that to a friend” she whispers in my ears while holding my half-erect tool. I ask her: “Why do you do this? Why do you want me to go for that woman?”. I know this is wrong. Never get involved with a colleague. It is all so surreal. Georgina starts wanking my cock hard: “I saw her look at you. You both need some love. You both are screwed up. I know her for a long time. She is unhappily. "Oh, this is hot, baby," you said. I told you "Shhh," while grabbing a nearby ball gag, slipping it into your wet mouth and tying it in back. Your moans and complaints were muffled as my hands roamed over your clothes feeling the firm shape of your flesh beneath them. Feverishly, I unbuttoned your shirt and Capri's, pulling your belt off and tossing it aside. I was unable to remove your shirt and bra, so I unclasped the bra, opened your shirt wide and tucked it behind your back. Your beautiful. "One by one they all tried it. Everyone agreed that the illusion was amazing."Now it gets even more weird," Catherine told them. "Nick first."Everything was the same as previously but this time there were two artificial hands."Monica, will you do his own hand whilst I do the other two?"Nick was perplexed. This time he was ready to believe that the artificial hand was his, but which one? His brain simply could not decide."I give up," he said. "It could be either."And one by one they all tried.