.." Rosa continued."Who you've met," Verdé added."Nÿte..." Who you don't want to meet." And Cerulea." Oh, yes. Cerulea." Who's completely crazy." Be... fair," Verdé admonished. "She's a lovely girl, if a little eccentric." Crazy," Rosa stated."You probably don't want to meet her either," Verdé said. "But enough chatter, it's time to get you cleaned up." She put her hands on his shoulders and steered him through a door.The room beyond took Phil's breath away. This was the bathroom... ?It was. Humming against your clit, licking hard then soft, changing my direction every so often as I feel you move with me, showing me where you want me to go, your hands twisted in my hair as you clutch me to you. Holding back your lips as my tongue slips deep inside you, fucking back and forth hard and rapid, pushing deep then pulling back so slowly, letting my tongue caress your pussy. My fingers pinching and pulling your clit as you move up and down on my tongue, feeling you carried away with it. When I found the setup he had laid out in the bathroom, I got hard almost instantly thinking about what probably was planned for me that day.There was a short note with directions on how to insert and apply the probes, including directions on how to properly lube everything up to make it easier to apply the probes internally and externally. Within no time, I was standing nude in his bathroom with probes strapped around my cock and balls, and wires hanging out of my rectum. Not sure if I’ve ever. ’ ‘Lena, you can’t just ‘share’ a man. What if I don’t like him or he doesn’t like me? And what about his feelings for you AND your feelings for him.’ ‘I’ve thought it all through,’ I went on doggedly. ‘It’s impossible that you won’t like him, and you’re too lovely for him not to like you and he thinks that you are beautiful, he told me. I know that he likes me a lot, he tells me all the time, and that he wants me. I like to think that it might be more than that but I’m happy as things are. I.