Her flat belly swelled just slightly before curving into the succulent folds between her long legs, She had shaved all but a tiny patch of wiry pubic ...air and stood still for a few seconds so I could admire her handy work. She smiled again and held her tits in both hands, hefting them in my direction. " You like sir ?" she asked, taking a step closer to me. "Yes very much," I said, And please call me Tyrone." Alright, Tyrone ." she said, drawing down the sheets and stretching out beside me.. I could quite easily snuggle up beside him on the sofa, deep in his strong arms. His voice broke my thoughts, ‘Its ready babe, you coming?’ I thought about shouting, ‘I will be’, but instead ‘On my way’ escaped my grinning lips. I picked up my satin shirt and headed for the kitchen, which in turn led to the dining room. The table was made up so beautifully. The two candles placed on the centre of it lit the room caused shadows to dance on the walls. An opened bottle of wine was set between two. Twenty responders had been selected, and invited round.the machine consisted of a frame of scaffolding poles with a phallic poll to impales Sharon on which could be move to varying degrees so she could be horizontal or vertical while always having the insertion poll inside her cunt. A head restraint kept her in place and always lined up with the insertion pole. I dressed Sharon in her PVC outfit for tonight.Sharon looked like a true slut now all to be used later. I took her into the garden. The message was 'call Walter.' I stopped to use the bathroom and then tried to call Walter. It was just after 6pm in California and I was pretty sure that he would still be in his office. I missed him at work and got the answering service. He was gone for the day. I moved our purchases from my bed to the closet in my wife's room and closed the connecting door without even thinking about it, then tried calling Walter at home. His wife answered. Walter wasn't there yet, but he was due any.