I cannot describe the euphoria and adulation I experienced. I spent the next fifteen minutes jumping up and down, dancing around my empty house, screa...ming for joy, kicking my heels, nothing was enough to express my happiness at this magic machine sitting before me. I was filled with an inconceivable amount of energy that needed release. With a big, stupid smile on my face, I sat back at the computer. I want a beautiful, naked woman on my bed who is dying to have sex with me. Age? My finger. I saw her fingers roll the fabric of her top, gently pinching her nipples, feeling my own arousal as she moaned softly. I knew I should stop this, tell her to pray, to fight the evil within that was making her do this wanton act, but I could not! So I listened. And I watched! As she continued to recount her tale, I noticed her hand leaving her breast and traveling slowly, sensually down, across her belly and thighs, almost to her knees. Then it disappeared under her skirt, fingers splayed,. All she saw looking back at her was an over the top slutty girl,an image she had gotten used to by now.Everything taken care off, her recharged butt plug back in her ass, herleash clipped back onto her collar Marcy minced out in her room again,putting on a baby blue skater skirt and a pink woollen sweater she hadbought with Lisa. She shuddered as her exposed nipples brushed againstthe soft wool, sending shivers of pleasure up and down her spine.Finishing off her look she put on the pink heels. In a flash, she got a hand under my arm and tickled me just as hard, making me loose my grip with an arm. We laughed and wrestled against each other, trying to get the upper hand. Her breasts mashed against my body, leaving wet prints on my shirt. Her hair also slapped against my body once or twice when I got her really good and she swung her head, laughing hard. I went after the sensitive area near the base of her neck, but she got to my ribs and I flailed and nearly threw her backwards toward.