I don’t know how long he left me like that, but I lost count of my orgasms after the fifth or sixth one. Each was stronger and harder than the one b...fore it, and as they rolled through me, all I could do was lie there and endure them, my body shaking with the force of the spasms. The machine and egg kept me constantly excited and I felt my will succumbing to the stimulation. At some point, Master K came in and placed nipple clamps on both of my nipples, as well as a vibrating clamp on my clit,. She then asked how I found her and got her home. I explained the whole situation to he including the bottle. She ran to the bathroom apparently to check her pussy. She came to me and explained she would never be able to have a boyfriend because of her pussy being a gaping mess. I then asked her opinion on calling the police. She begged me not to call them and said the embarrassment alone would be to much. Crying again she sat in my lap with tears running down her face. Fuck I couldn't help it. "Me too" I laughed."Okay, you go first then" he insisted.So that, I did. I walked upstairs, with the slightest feeling that he was staring at my ass. But to avoid awkwardness, I didn't look back. I got undressed, putting my wet and muddy shorts in the clothes bin. I entered the shower and turned on the hot water. Since I was freezin, it felt almost orgasmic as the water slowly ran from my hair, down my face and down my body. I spent a good 40 minutes in there. As I got out, and started. ”“I know, but these stolen moments are all we can have,” she sighed.“I know, though I wish it were different.”“I’d lose everything, Howard, and so would you,” she replied as she reached down to see if I was going to respond.“I know, my love, so I’m going to cherish these stolen moments,” I answered then gasped as she deftly manipulated my cock to readiness.Swinging her leg over me, Jennifer carefully guided my cock to her waiting entrance and delicately slid herself down upon it. She then.