Trouble is, I couldn’t think of any reason why I’d need to book her without making it horribly obvious that I was paying her to spend time with me...– and we know what words we use to describe women who get paid for accompanying men!Oh well, we frogs can admire our princesses from afar, but rarely do we get a chance to get close enough to kiss them.Having said that, female friends and colleagues of mine often complain about how many frogs they have to kiss before they find their own Prince. Kate’s erection is inching past her shorts down her leg. Amber salivates, her jaw unhinges.Kate: I think maybe we should go inside?Amber: Ok.Kate walks behind Amber, checking out her ass in that tiny bikini. They go inside to their room.Kate: Are you sure about this? Like, it can be a lot to handle.Amber: It’s ok, I want to help you.Kate: So were you thinking like a handjob or...Amber: How about this?Amber leans in for a kiss while pressing her full body against Kates. Feeling Kates erection go. "Please what?" Trevor teased. He knew what she wanted. They had talked at length about the games she and I played. He knew of her big black dildos and my desire to watch her with another man. He was not against an exhibitionist display for my benefit but he wanted her to himself first."Please fuck me Trevor," Karen hissed wantonly. She ached for him and she needed his beautiful cock inside her. Before using our myriad of toys she would have been frightened by his size but she loved big dildos. I tried to move my head to view this, but I found my head trapped in between two immobilizer blocks. “Shhh ... don’t move, it’s ok ... Your neck muscles are weak and don’t have the strength to turn, yet...” the voice continued, and the person to my right stepped out in front of me and the bed automatically adjusted so I could see the speaker. It was my surgeon, Doctor Wilhelm Toten, the pioneer of Neural Regenerative Implant Surgery. Despite his obvious brilliance, he dressed like my old.