Doing something that her foolish husband Win never has. As she would never let him. Even if constantly begging to fuck his attractive gorgeous wife in...her fabulous ass.All together making Regine feel like a proper real woman. Therefore enjoying the wild deep perversion & intense vast depravity, with neither regret nor shame. Not doing anything inappropriate or wrong. Because it’s all being done, with her full approval & consent.With Regine’s long evening, of non-stop powerful breeding, ending. She was trying to look nonchalant again, and again not doing a very good job of it. Her eyes were bloodshot. I think she hadn't slept. She always wore a little bright red lipstick, but not this morning.I was schmoozing with some other tour members. She stood beside and slightly behind me, sipping a diet coke, pretending to listen to people's stories, waiting for a time when attention was elsewhere. From time to time I turned to her to smile and nod in a friendly fashion, really wanting to talk. I wonder in amazement as I feel every stroke of her nails, and watchthe nipple grow erect as my real one does."These things are fantastic!" I exclaim, "every guy should own apair."Jennifer replies, " They better be fantastic, Mistress invented them." Really?" I say excitedly, so Jen continues. "Mistress came up withthe concept while in college, so she had a couple of engineering andcomputer slaves develop the prototype.Over the years the process was refined, the technology advanced, andwhat you. It always gets me so... hot," she whimpered. He knew what she wanted. He watched as she twisted and maneuvered, trying to get him to touch her so she could show him what nipple play did for her.However, he purposely avoided that hot spot, for now, wanting instead to bring her to a boil slowly. He wanted to tease her, to torment her until she couldn't think straight until she couldn't think of anything except her own driving need. Until she was his.She was well on her way too, as she squirmed.