‘You okay?’he asked,’looks like it almost gotcha, didn’t it?’ Not knowing what to say or even having the energy to say I just laid there sta...ing at him. He seemed to realize that I was exhausted and helped me sit up. I sat there in a daze until I felt something cold press up against my forehead and a towel draped around my neck. I managed to mutter out a weak ‘Thanks’. ‘Don’t mention it,’he said,’just relax.’ He gave me a few minutes to rest then he helped me up and we walked over to a couch. ” Mistress smiled as, with a twist of her wrist, she brought the wet cock towards Reggie’s mouth. Reggie jerked his head away, but was brought up short as the electrical prod in Mistress’ hand touched his cheek. “A simple choice, Reggie,” Mistress purred. “I have a black rod in each hand; one of them is going into your mouth. I’ll let you decide which one.” The metal ball on the end of the prod stroked along Reggie’s cheek to the corner of his mouth. “Open wide, Reggie,” Mistress whispered.. Bobby lay on his bed, reading. He expected the door to open, and for three sisters to come in.He wasn’t disappointed.On the last day of September, Bobby was sharpening an axe when he saw Christy’s car drive up to the house. She got out, carrying a case, and a tripod. He walked out to meet her.“Hey,” he said, smiling.She smiled back. That his simple greeting sent a thrill through her belly was neither unexpected, anymore, nor disconcerting.“Hi, handsome,” she flirted. “Are they all ready?”“Are. Each one tasted different to him and he found himself curious as to how else they were different.Joyce moaned softly and then recalled Roger's idea. She stepped back and signed, "The earplugs?"Roger cocked his head and then smiled. "Yes, I was... distracted," he signed back adding a wink to his wife."We can see," she said with her slim fingers and ran her hand over his cock. "Go find her the earplugs and we will wait for you." See that you do," Roger told Joyce before leaving the two women.