Can you be here by twelve? It's a three hour drive from Bethesda." Yes, I can do that. I'll leave here at nine. Are you sure you want to meet me there...or should I try to find your place?" No, no. I can't miss you, not when I'll hear your engine."I heard a soft laugh on the other end. That consoled me. If she could tease me, things could not be bad. Yeah, right!I left on time the next morning. Traffic was still light on the beltway and on I-66. I switched to Highway 29 at the Gainesville Exit. This public meeting was just for show; there was no real business carried out.I knew this because Jenny had given me blow by blow accounts of some of the meetings. The important business was done behind closed doors. Sometimes she had come home so frustrated she just had to unload on someone. I always let her unload on me. Then afterwards we would either work ourselves into the ground in the gym or have a marathon sex session. We always liked those best.At 10:45 the VIPs started to come in.. I'm not as fragile as I used to be before I met all of you." Strap on dildos? Was that what you meant by contraptions?" I think that's what you call them. Anyway, whatever it is, I don't think I'd be worried about anything we did, if it was only us doing it. I think we could all have a good time. I could use some time away from here right now, too. Daddy and Uncle Larry are both being so childish about this competition thing they now have with each other. You need to do something to stop them. After her third orgasm the wigged women changed around one hole and began fucking Mysticemmy harder and faster making her squeak and moan and eventually whimper as she was starting to get very sore. Suddenly one of the men clicked his fingers and at once, the wigged women stopped and stood along a wall watching Mysticemmy helpless and fucked sore. The men on the other hand started lubing their cocks and replaced the strapon’s as their hard throbbing cocks. Mysticemmy liked this as much more.