I know how girls get when they go on vacation." Laura's eyes narrowed at my statement. "And just how do girls get?" she asked, leaning forward in anti...ipation of my response. "Come on," I said, fixing my eyes on hers with a knowing glance. "We all know girls get a bit more...promiscuous, when they travel." Letting out a guilty laugh, Laura leaned back reaching out to prop herself up with one arm. "Well?" I pressed. "Am I right?" "I plead the fifth," she responded, taking a nervous drink from. I didn't want a premature ejaculation today. I wanted to taste and feel that explosion.I no more than replaced my lips over his head when I began to taste the leakage he was experiencing. We were not far from blast off. I hadn't given him a total "lips only" orgasm and was hoping to complete it this way. I had both of my hands between my legs with my lips between my stiff forefingers, sawing back and forth.At one point he tipped his head back to groan and he saw the mirrored ceiling."Oh man,. .. no... Mistress...” “Then wank yourself now, slave,” ordered Miralda, drinking deep from the goblet. Wearing the ball clips, it was painful for Leo to masturbate. But he didn’t delay. Soon his hand was moving fast and his prick was bone solid. There was lustful pleasure but always the pain of the clips. These women were she-devils, seemingly naturally expert in the art of cruelty. “What a filthy b**st he is, remarked Tavia, re-filling Miralda’s goblet. “Utterly revolting,” said Miralda. She. I was dreaming, of course, when I was doing this. I never expected to be able to upload the OS into another NNB like the one I had worked on. Then, around a year ago, I was contacted by Mr. Mischivelli. He needed someone with my talents and specifically, my background. My name was so ingrained in the documentation for the system I'd worked on making it easy to track me down.He was looking for a way to make a better social network with a core that was able to assist people in finding like minded.