“I know, but I forgot them someplace,” Rosanna answered as she lay down gingerly on the couch. “Do you hear this, Leander?” Carla threw up her... hands and made her way to the kitchen. The sounds of slamming doors, pots, pans and water running in a sink could be heard. “Thanks again, Leander. I’ll remember to tell Casey you were a knight in shining armor,” Rosanna said from the couch, her eyes closing, her breathing becoming slow and even. Leander watched Rosanna as she drifted off to sleep. Even. ..Peter had caught her by the arm and was pulling her back towards him. He pushed the paddle into her hand and turned her so she was again facing Chrissy’s upraised behind. He looked at Jane and then pointed between Chrissy’s legs, indicating that Jane should look. Jane leaned forward...and there, right where Chrissy’s sex made a bulge in her panties was a small, but unmistakable wet spot.Jane looked back at Peter, smiled, and gently pushed him out of the way. He moved silently to her right. It only took a few seconds before I came. It was lovely, hard, and incredibly fast. I lay there, panting and sweating, and tried to calm myself down. It only partially worked, and eventually I pulled myself up from the bed, and ran for the security of the shower. — I was ready with plenty of time to spare, but then sat around, worrying. I’d been stunned so many times in the last few days by what I would actually do, that I didn’t know quite what to think. Eventually I picked up my backpack,. Mike soothed. You didnt program her to ask me to finger her I asked No, all I programmed was a tactile massage. The rest was her. Mike said. How do you fuck her I asked. And dont tell me you havent. That thing is programmed to orgasm. You wouldnt have done that unless you planned to use it. I was shouting now. That was what had pissed me off. The god damned thing had cum all over me and I couldnt taste it. Mike knew he was cornered and blushed as he confessed to his crime. I have not fucked the.