Only difference in what comes out depends on what you put in.If everybody's got the same electronics, the only way to compete would be to lower prices...-- which is the last thing these guys want to do. So, instead, they're all scrambling for something new to offer their customers.No, not the next Walkman. Wake up and smell the sake, kid. I'm talking about pleasing their real customers: the music companies.A few companies have a lock on music the way a few others -- well, there is some overlap --. I didn't know what to think or how to react. There was obviously a camera in the ceiling pointing right down at me."Have you ever watched yourself have an orgasm?" he asked quietly as he crawled onto the bed next to me. I shook my head."Nothing like this," I answered. "Ken and I experimented with it a couple of times but we videoed our love making and watched it later." With one stationary camera, I imagine," Ron said as he ran his fingers across my pubic mound."Isn't that stationary?" I asked,. It was not the last time Lucy serviced the lady.Before she had time to recover, in the next room she was also in demand, I tall guy was lying on the bed with his meat in his hand as he pulled the foreskin to and fro, Lucy tried to ignore the sight, but she was soon unable to make eye contact and at that point she was lost, and he whispered to her to undress and then ride his now pulsating cock. Dutifully she undressed and mounted the rigid member and was soon riding him hard as he was holding. Excited moans began to topple out of my mouth when the member started to tremble. I barely had time to prepare myself before the cum arrived. When it did, my taste bugs gorged themselves on the tasty nectar. I was so overwhelmed with arousal that I remained unable to determine the taste of the semen. All I knew was that I wanted every drop of it for myself. I greedily swallowed it until the final wave oozed into my mouth and my lover’s shaft slipped past my lips for the final time.It took a few.