I took your hand and placed it on the newest addition to my arsenal of pleasure, Symbian. I had ordered with it with a double penetration feature...ju...st in case. Your hand slid back and forth on the thick 12" long mechanical dildo. Your fingers seemed to study each rib and vein in the semi rigid rubbery cock. As I described it in detail, you purred at the thought of an endless erection pounding you into a delirious state of unconsciousness. I stood behind you and ran my hands all over your. Phase three would be a series of outlets of the usual standard all over the country. And every burger sold in the country would contribute a minute proportion of its price to Hiram's personal bonus for opening the country up. Less than one tenth of one cent was not much, but burgers sold by the million in a properly developed market, and Kobekistan was a market ripe for exploitation, though Hiram referred to it as development and thought of it as civilising the natives.Yes, the natives; Hiram. I drank it sitting close to Becky, while she made me laugh. She poked fun at all the people around us, I almost blew some of my drink out of my nose. Soon, we were both kinda jittery from the coffee, so we decided to go explore the neighborhood. I threw our bags over our my shoulders, and we headed out. It wasn’t a very nice area, but when we found a grocery store, Becky said we should go in."Do you have any money, Danny? For peanut butter and vanilla wafers?" she asked me. "That’s my. Martin had it for dinner later that evening on his tuna salad, he had no idea. I didn’t even wash it after using it.We eventually reached home and fell straight into bed. I slept till lunch the next day and woke up when I heard the mower going. It was a beautiful day. Martin was cutting the grass and everything seemed right in the world.Mother nature visited me during the next weekend so that curtailed any play. Martin seemed happy enough and we had talked about the party Saturday. He said it.