After about fifteen minutes later, the computer sensed their heart rate and other vital signs had returned to base level. So it started another orgas...m routine. Caroline did not feel like having any more sex, but the computer was relentless in its stimulation and demands. It started again with the Kissing program, and slowly built up each woman's excitement level to a crescendo that resulted in another orgasm. It continued this over and over again throughout the night. Gold Finger had. But oddly enough I was also hard, just thinking about it. I took a shower and lay down on the bed. I took a hand mirror, pulled my legs back as far as I could and looked at my ass. It was still stretched and loose from the poundings Carl had given it the night before. I slid my finger in, and it was sore and swollen. But it felt good, in a weird way. For the first time in this whole ordeal, I thought about how I was always very attracted to women, and never really thought about doing anything. Close by she noticed another young couple had arrived on the beach not ten feet away from them and the guy had a huge erection and his girl was slowly wanking him off as they watched the show. Sarah found this an incredible turn on. "Jean, please you need to fuck me now to finish me off "Still smiling Jean lifted her legs up moving her into the Butterfly position which was one of her favourites .She loved the fact that she would be penetrated deeply and her g spot stimulated. Jean slowly. ” “I was?” She gave me something approaching a matronly look as I drew closer, my hand eagerly, impatiently reaching for her right breast. I squeezed it possessively, trying to see the profile of her nipple though the thin, clingy material. My crotch was about face height with her and she appeared to survey the hard, uncomfortable protrusion in my jeans with some satisfaction. “I suppose I was” she said in a faraway voice, “it was right at the end of the eighties. I was, shall we say, being.