She feels hands undressing her. Going into a dreamland or semi-sleep. Then she is more or less like putty. She recalls only certain events, as told to... me later. The guy's cock was HUGE. 10.8-11.5 inches. Like a baseball bat-and he worked her up like a pro-and when he entered her-she immediately had an orgasm. The wife played with her and although my girl is not even bi-curious -there was girl to girl stuff going on, real heavy like. All the time in a semi-conscious state. Then other men started. We got back home and Ben went to his room, and I got on the phone to order some pizzas. Peter got home not long after we did, and I was so excited to tell him about my day. With every new detail I could see him getting more and more turned on. He looked over at the room Ben was staying in, but the door was closed... I'm sure to jack off. Peter pulled me into our bedroom, closed the door, pulled down my shorts. I didn't have any panties on since I left them in my purse, covered in cum. He laid. “Part o’ a pair. ‘Bout once e’ry five ta eight days ya’ll be able ta link wi’ me fer a short talk.”“Wow.” John examined it. “Wish we’d had these a few days ago!”Dulgan snorted. “Tis th’ work o’ a Master, an’ took most o’ a year ta Make. No’ common a’ all. Th’ Shademaster let me ‘ave it, ‘n exchange fer me Makin’ a set o’ more’n two. Took me ‘bout an hour.”“Still,” John shook his head in wonder, “that’s fantastic, thanks!”“Aye, ya’ll ‘ave ta bond wi’ it later. Noo come wi’ me, an’ stay close. I. I can afford to select who I want to entertain and who I don't. Nowadays it's about what's in it for me. So when someone wants to give me 50K and a weekend in Paris' elite establishments, who am I to say no? ---It started the summer before my Junior year in High School. My foster family finally let me get a job at a soft serve ice cream shop at the beach near where we lived. It paid minimum wage and whatever tips you got which was none. About the only bonus to working at the soft serve was that.