An experiment lacking in precise detail, parameters, evaluation process, or expectation. But, somehow, I thought I could trust them. “That will be p...rt of the Sunday agenda. Every Sunday we will evaluate the previous time, how the experiment is proceeding, any adjustments, or focus to be applied for the coming week.”I looked at Mrs. Taylor and her face showed concern at the direction this was going. I suspect she was hoping it would be rejected and they would all be done with it. I put my hand. They asked me to open the bonnet. As I bent over to pull the lever, the wind blew my short skiirt up. I knew they had a good look at my ass.They said Hi and one of them said Im Steve, and this is Jack and Mac. “Hi! I’m Jane I said. After Mac looked over the engine, he said we would have to go into the next town and get a tow truck. I had no choice but to get in the 4WD as it was already dusk.As I got into the back seat, Steve and Jack joined me. Mac chose to drive. I was wondering why Jack. ..and I thought with excitement..."here we go!". He walked across to where I was and placed his keys and phone on the dresser as he walked by. I stood up and realized that my knees felt weak from all the excitement and anticipation. He looked me in the eye and smiled while whispering a hello. He reached to pull me closer and immediately started to undress me. I followed his lead. Once I had his pants down I found myself kneeling in front of his gorgeous body. I leaned my head in a slowly. My mind raced as I tried to figure it out. She got out the bottle of lube and started poring it over my dick, my balls, and a bit over my asshole. I loved the feeling of getting my prostate rubbed but it was a secret only she knew about. The feeling of the lube on my hole made it widen a little in anticipation. "Did you think you could hide that from the camera, babe," she said, laughing. "The camera sees everything." It was true, she was pointing the lens right at my asshole and it turned me.