She was too much a lady to simply walk away, which would be conclusive but very rude. It was not a brush off, not exactly, yet it was a zero-response ...that said essentially ‘Thank you, but no thank you.’ Nor would she deign to offer any more of herself that I could in any way interpret as suggestive of the slightest interest on her part in continuing. There was nothing more, it seemed, that I could do or say. I told myself to retain my composure and remain a gentleman and not push any more. . As you look down you see that there are people in rooms involved in all k**s of different acts of sex and this brings a big smile to your face and then you take a closer look at the room and your smile gets even bigger and the sight of all the toys that are in the room from love eggs all the way up to the huge 3 ft dildos that would make a horse cry. You then lead the woman over to the gyno chair in the centre of the room and take your fingers out of her and get up on to the chair and tell her. “Than fucking bastard.” She jumped into my arms and hugged me before I could even move. With a free armI clicked the door shut. With the other I pulled Jane close. Looked like Bobby had yet another change of heart. They hadn't bothered me much before, but he hadn't dumped Jane before. The thought made me boil with anger at him, tempered by feelings of inadequacy I hadn't seen this coming. But I mostly just wrapped my arms around here and listened. She sobbed for a little while, then reached for. I caught her shoulder.“Make sure she doesn’t squirm out of the way,” I told Sam and Alex. They rushed around and grabbed Max’s arms.The only reason Max stopped kicking was because she had hit me in the shoulder. She apologized, giving me my opportunity. I kissed her. She kissed me back eagerly. She smiled blissfully with bright eyes as I broke off from the kiss. Her ass bounced off the cushion. Alex held her breath, as did the wind outside. Sam grabbed my hand and I squeezed it as we.