We went at it for a little while, but we both knew that wasn't helping our problem. When I looked around there were the girls, pretty dissheveled, but...more or less put together. They stood together huddling in the corner. They didn't know what to do. “Go on, get out of here,” Patrick said giving them a quick glance and turning back. “We didn't do anything to you you didn't deserve.” “What are you guys talking about?” Marlene said. “Nothing,” I said. “Are you running away?” “None of your. .. yes! My naive little cutie doesn’t even have an unlock code, so I switch to the camera, making sure the volume is turned up. I snap a picture of her on the bed, naked except for the ball-gag and football scarf. She starts to scream round the gag. Turns out there might be one thing worse than being tied to your own bed and raped by a woman twice your age: your friends finding out. I go in for closeups and get a nice shot her drool and tear streaked face, another of her puffy little nipples,. All of a sudden i snap out of it and realize he is watching me check him out. We make eye contact and he gives me a flattered smile. I flush red with embarassment and shuffle off the dance floor to the bar to hide in a glass. Hiding my shame in a glass when all of a sudden someone comes up behind me and asks to buy the next round. Its him! This godlike black man. We exchange pleasantries and introductions. His name is Devon. We hit the dance floor and he grinds up on me immediately. His hands. The sales lady knew exactly what I wanted. She directed us to the Silver Remote Control Bullet. I knew the egg would fit just perfectly in Tina’s snug pussy and itss remote was small enough that I could hide it in any pants pocket. What’s more the egg had two speeds, slow and torture. Tina wasn’t so sure why we needed this toy after already picking out the first two. But I persisted. Again the sales lady was very polite, explaining the optimal depth for maximum satisfaction. At one point, I.