Her body jerked and spasmed like it was in heat. Then he positioned it next to her cunt and zapped her again.“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA...AAAAAAAAA,” came through her gag once again and everyone watched her pussy wink at them. They all laughed and someone said, “It looks like the cow is in season, with her cunt winking atus.”The suction on her tits was now very intense and her nipples had gone into the tube a full inch. But there was still no sign of milk from those saggy tits she. This is only the second time there have been people in this room.”She shrugged. “It’s said that money can’t buy happiness. It does, however, make loneliness more bearable. I never really had friends in school. I’ve got all the toys I want.” She looked at me with tears in her eyes. “I can’t buy friends and have never tried. Gerald, I need friends.”“Beth, you’ve got a good start. People at work like you and people at church do, too. I like you. I consider you a friend.”She grabbed me and held me. My mother had dropped it off at their place on Tuesday evening. I got dressed, thanked the nurses for looking after me then Heather drove us to school and then dropped us off.It was quiet as we made our way across the school playground and as we passed a corner where buildings hid us from view Susan turned towards me and gave me a searing kiss and I responded. As the kiss deepened I felt myself growing hard and as usual my cock tented my pants. Susan must have felt it pressing into her because. My 100th stroke was at 50 seconds and the moment 60 seconds were up, my phone vibrated and she came. I had beaten my score and the new record was 104. I felt my cock being squeezed in her pussy. I had slowed down, but went on. She took selfies of us fucking. I lied down on her and kept pumping. I keep count of my strokes. On the 234th she came again and again on 410th. I kept variety in the pace and lengths of my stroke. I had crossed 600 strokes, and now I was bored of counting.She got on me.