My BF waves him over to sit beside us. He pulls up my skirt and lets this guy finger my cunt and rub my clit. The stranger pulls out his dick and star...s stroking it, while my BF keeps fingering me. Finally, I'm so crazy hot that I pull my panties down and off, and go sit on this guy's lap. I can feel his hard dick between my butt cheeks. After a while, I stand up and bend over the chair in front of us, and this guy stands up too and puts his dick in my pussy and starts a nice slow pump. It felt. .."work of the Devil! How dare you bring that evil into this house right at..."Abruptly he stood, snatching up the rose. His large forearm muscles bunched as he resisted the urge to pick up a hammer and destroy his creation. His breath came in shallow pants, until he was able to control himself. Slowly, he pulled out the lock box and slid the unfinished rose into it, and locked the cover. He'd find something else to give her. Tomorrow, yes tomorrow, he'd burn the rose.Just as all of the. Without warning, suddenly her legswrapped around my head tightly and she drove her pussy against my mouthsealing me tightly, unable to breath. My last clear memory was herscreaming in extasy as she came flooding my face and nose with herjuices. Mistress was alternating with the peddle and the butt plug stimto the point that I was on the verge of passing out. I do not rememberGwen getting off me. Maybe I did pass out. When I became aware of mysurroundings again, Gwen and Mistress Samantha. "Mr Steadman, I feel sure you've read the notes that Wing-Commander Stephens wrote." Yes, of course." In them I believe he mentioned neurasthenia." Yes." What is the best care for it?" Frankly, Mrs Bowers, I don't know. I'm an orthopaedic surgeon and know little of psychiatric matters." Thank you for being honest with me. Wing-Commander Stephens said that it was a bit of a mystery too but suggested that lots and lots of love and patience were important. I would add that on both occasions that.