In thisphoto was a businessman in a suit, seemingly alone in a room, holding aglass of fine brandy, reading a newspaper.Throwing all caution to the wi...d and suppressing my logical mind, Igrabbed the stone and placed it on the photo of the man. Nothinghappened. I thought back to what had happened before and decided toslide the rock around some. Nothing happened. "See, told you it wasyour imagination." Giving up on this stupid game I let go of the stoneto go get some rest.The lurching came again.. “I… I…,” she stammered, “I might have gotten a little excited.”Sandra moaned loudly when two of his fingers entered her. “You liked his cock against your crotch, didn’t you?” Frank went on.“Oh my god!” Sandra moaned. “Yeah, it felt good.”Frank used his free hand to slip out of his boxers, revealing his erection. He placed his wife’s hand around his throbbing flesh.“Was it bigger than mine?” he whispered in her ear.“It was,” Sandra exhaled as she started jacking her husband off. “It felt much. I looked out the door, and found Nicki, sitting on the carpet just outside the light of the bathroom, her back against a chair. Her eyes met mine as she slid her hand into her jeans. That was too much—too embarrassing, and I looked back down at Myra’s perfect little hand. Soon, I was pumping into her hand, and she was spanking me even harder. I felt my balls tighten, let out a little moan and—--and Myra let go of my cock, kissing my shoulder again. “Not yet, baby. Remember I want to empty your. I get these phone calls at sporadic times. It just says 'Bring your Miku outfit'. I swing by my house and pick up my cosplay outfit of Hatsune Miku. For some reason he just loves it when I come over in a cosplay outfit. I pull up into his front yard with a bag of clothes in hand and get out slowly. Why do I do this, I wonder to myself. I am just a hole to him. I am also pretty sure he is married and just calls me when his wife is out of town. Oh well, I am here now.I get out of my car.