Both I and my wife are bisexual so our threesomes were split evenly between men and women.She asked about our small toy collection. We had sex cuffs, ... couple of paddles, and dildos. They ranged in size from a small prostate stimulation tool, two strap-on’s, various sizes of penis-shaped dildos, and a huge double-headed monster 30 inches long.As we talked I noticed the sales lady was getting more red-faced and her breath quickened. We looked over the clothes and accessories, toys and. It felt like she was standing in the room with a stranger. The uncomfortable feeling she normally got around other men was suddenly there.Like blowing out a candle, suddenly her lust for his hurried return was gone! She felt cold and empty standing before him.And for the first time that she could ever remember she didn't want Nathan to touch her.As she stood there in confusion trying to figure out why she felt this way Nathan asked in a lust filled voice "Why don't we go to bed and see if we. Someone set them up here, and someone gave them their instructions. Any interaction they had with Qasim or any of his men was through someone else. We just have to find that connection and follow it.”“You make it sound easy.”“This is what we do,” Whitaker said. “The FBI is the best in the world at tearing apart someone’s life and digging through everything and everyone they’ve ever known. If there’s a connection, I guarantee we’ll find it.”“I hope so.”Taylor sounded doubtful, but in actuality,. I stood before him, completely frozen in shock as he continued masturbating into my panties like it was a boy's bedside cumrag. After a few grunts and whistles, his scrotum began to twitch and his penis began to erupt. He made me watch as he shot 8 or 9 targeted loads that not only covered my panties, but blasted onto my plush white rug, reminding me that this entire room was perhaps contaminated with his spunk.His facial expression never broke, still flashing me a devious smile as if he took.