So I searched for the remotes. With my stomach rumbling I broke out my crowning achievement, my big-ticket item that would bring the ladies into the 2...st century; the 3D VR headset linked to Porn hub to provide realistic, pussy-wetting back into their granny panties. I placed it gingerly over Flo's head and cranked up some serious hardcore porn. The small room echoed with her ooh's and aahs. She reacted immediately to the scene playing out in her brain. With each three-dimensional thrust of Ron. He kissed her cheek and groaned, "Of course not darling. You're always my lady."The dutifully housewife placed her hands on top of his corresponding hands, joining them in pleasuring her and muttered, her breath becoming shorter with every one of his thrusts, "Even if I don't… I may not want to be a lady in private? If I want to be ah… harlot?"He kissed her cheek again and reassured her, "Always."She smiled bashfully, feeling so loved in being accepted and not having to conform to any kind of. I would have to eat it slowly, but I had discipline and could make it last a good long while.I had bought a ditty bag, of all things, from the mercantile. What he was doing with a seaman's kit bag I don't know, but it gave me something to carry my items and it would limit me to a specific size and weight of items. I did cheat and bring back Gortex boots and gloves though. I was tired of having cold to freezing feet and hands when I went outside. Gloves were gloves, and no one remarked on them,. Well, I lost no time in pulling my pants and briefs off and joining my new tenant in some vigorous self-pleasure. I had the set muted so I could hear Amy and she was groaning and being fairly quiet about it but I think she probably thought I was already upstairs in bed, two floors away from her masturbating. I heard her climax, even though she tried to keep it muffled, and thought that she was through. But, she kept going, I kept hearing her own groans and moans so I carefully got up, trying.