" Stacy fights through her urge to just fuck herself and finds the white button. She presses it twice. The pulsating toy changes its pattern. Now it t...umps and rolls a heavy pulse through the whole body of the toy. I can't handle this! I'm going to, I'm going to cum! "Yes, good girl. Miss Cara likes watching you good little girls fuck like this. Are you close now? Hmm?" "Yes! Yes," Stacy moans. She can't understand how this feels so good. The rolling, unrelenting vibrations are overstimulating. She started to go when she saw a splash of white against the wall."Did you do that?" she asked. That spot was at least a foot off the floor, and a good ten feet from where he'd been kneeling.He nodded sheepishly. "That usually happens when I come. A lot of the women here like it. They say they can feel it, even through the condom."She nodded. No wonder she had his stuff in her hair, and that was from the second spurt, which was always weaker. Some of his come had probably landed on the couple. ..... These thoughts began to dominate her every waking moment, and she found the only way to alleviate this was to find a private (or sometimes public) place and viciously masturbate to a rippling orgasm - these orgasms were stronger then anything she had experienced before, and even though she was disgusted with herself for having these sick fantasies, she couldn't resist, and slowly but surely all her conscious objections slipped away until she accepted her desires fully and savored the. I said "Hi there. Sorry to scare you, I didn't want the bright lights on." As she stood there, unsure of what to do, I turned and washed my hands.As I dried them, she was still looking at me. I stepped over to her, put my arms around her sexy body and whispered in her ear, "Jen and I heard you and Tom. It made her cum so hard when she heard you cum. She knows all about you and I, and loves it. You are welcome to join us anytime you want. In fact, I bet Jen would love to to help me clean you up.