.. Better find you something a bit smaller then." Feelingprotective, Eveline asked for the smallest and the woman brought out two,one in solid metal a...d the other in a more flexible plastic. Evelinechose the latter and was then presented with a choice of colours, eitherflesh or black. She chose the flesh one and the woman found the right boxand took it over to the counter. She reached onto a shelf under the tilland pulled out a tube of lubricant which she also threw onto the pile. Asthe woman. And they were lovers. His descriptions made Elaine cream.At the climax of the eighth story, where the submissive was being fucked while her arms were bound behind her back, Elaine gritted her teeth. She desperately wanted to finish the story. The girl hadn't been allowed to cum. Elaine was sure she'd be allowed before the end. She had to be. It would be too cruel to deny her after all she'd been through. Besides, Elaine's hungry pussy was spasming in frustration, perspiration dripping down. There was no rush this time and I knew both men would last longer. From start to finish, it took us nearly an hour and a half. The entire time I had one or the other cock in my pussy and often the other in my mouth, but not always. There was a period of time when the men lay on the bed side by side and I moved from one to the other, fucking one for several minutes before rising up, shifting the few feet to the side and sitting down on the other cock. It was wonderfully filling and exciting for. Then, as his hands moved down again more firmly, and began to pass over my breasts, I had a shocking thought. Was having my breasts massaged part of what I had agreed to? His hands moved around and up and then down over my breasts again, catching my nipples, making them quiver and bobble about. Was he now doing what I had actually paid for him to do? Had I paid for him to massage my breasts? It seemed to be the awful truth. I felt his hands again, moving more firmly over my nipples. I couldn't.