It's not at all odd to see a well dressed woman with her phone while setting at the table in the restaurant. She would set it on a low setting and enj...y the feeling while we chatted. I found the site and down loaded the control app onto my phone. I couldn't wait to use it on her . She won't tell me when she is wearing the device untill we get home and her pussy is soaking wet. I informed her that I wanted to take her to Ruth's Chris steakhouse this Friday so she needed to pick something. She dismissed the nurse."We will employ a special-purpose Dilation Chair for this next stage of your treatment. Please sit down, if you will."The chair was form-fitting and surprisingly comfortable, but he was held firmly in place after Mistress had strapped down his arms and legs. Yes, there was, in fact, a slot in the seat beneath him, lengthwise along the crack of his buttocks as he was positioned."Beneath the chair are various cylindrical penetration devices. The control panel permits me to. I knew I was doing the wrong thing, and I felt guilty for it, but I ventured into Bobby’s bedroom. It smelled like an eighteen year old boy’s room: dank, like it needed a deep cleaning, but it also smelled of sex. I looked around and, surprisingly, did not find anything very incriminating. No lube bottles, no porn of any kind. That was a surprise.But then I found it. It was a T-shirt his mother and I had bought him in Carbondale, Illinois with the name of the town emblazoned on it. We both knew. She released her grip on his throbbing cock and turned away slightly, her thick golden hair falling about her shoulders.Doug's eyes swept over Libby's sexy curves and he could see that there was nothing to do but to fuck her and fuck her fast. He knew he couldn't take a chance on the young girl changing her mind and making him leave. Already, she was turning away from him and, he knew that the longer he waited, the more chance there was of him missing the fuck of his life!Every moment he lost.