Her hair was matted to her head with sweat. Her tank top was drenched but especially around her armpits, cleavage, and back. Her shoulders glistened w...ith sweat. Her face was streaked with it and her neck was glistening too. The band of her shorts was drenched and there was a V of sweat going from the top of the shorts almost all the way down her ass crack. I love it when her ass is sweaty. And if her ass was that sweaty, her pussy was probably soaked. Continuing down, her legs were very wet as. ”“It was terrifying at first, especially when l was hanging by my boobs, but it was exciting as well, l lost control of my body completely, l couldn’t stop the orgasms, my brain wanted them to stop but my body wanted more.”“I won’t let H do that to you again,” he said, “l can’t watch things like that happening to you, l lo……” Barry stopped himself in mid sentence.“Don’t torment yourself Barry,” she said, trying to take the tension out of the situation by sliding her hand onto the bulge in his. M however, Veronica had completely undressed, pulling off her gown to now sit there in black sheer stockings, garter and heels. She had magnificent looking breasts, that didn't look at all, or appear to be implants. It was quite obvious they were naturally enhanced, if that's what she'd done, simply taking hormones to produce the obvious fullness and natural symmetry of shape as I stood there gawking at her. Which is about the time she glanced over towards me, actually smiling for the first. "Wow," said Bill, "that was something else."Bill went downstairs and made himself something to eat. His mind still on the simulation he had just exited; it was unbelievably real."Welcome back," his host said. "I would like to know what type of female you like."What?" replied Bill."Here we have a range of ages, colour and body types for you to look at," she said.The door opened behind her and a string of good looking girls walked out into the white room."Wow," exclaimed Bill who looked up and.