She moaned at every motion I made.I was fucking my cousin. We maneuvered her legs in the air as I held them. I was pumping my body and she was taking ...very bit of my cock. She was moaning my name the whole time "Tooommmyyy". It was a cross between a cry and a moan, but I knew it was all pleasure. Then I abruptly stopped. She looked at me as if something was wrong. Had this fantasy of ours end? Did one of us come to our senses that we were having sex with a family member? No, I moved the chair. Every time she stops the device from shocking her is a victory, a reflection of her discipline, and one step closer to her next orgasm. One day she wakes up to find that the bottom part of the device is gone. Her pussy is exposed, it’s been so long since she has seen her pussy. She starts to panic, her heart is racing, were is her vibrator? What is going on? Why have they taken it? Tears run down her cheeks. Her breathing is irregular, her hands and body are covered in sweat. Suddenly she sees. I took some effort and a high fee to find a cab that would take me to the edge of the Barbary Coast district. Very sensibly, none would enter, but there was a taxi-stand a few blocks away from the district where I stood a chance of finding a cab by the time I was ready to return to my hotel. When I left the cab, there was no question about which way to walk: the noise and the bright lights pointed the way with no chance of error.The streets were well lit at the entrance to each place of. She nodded and retrieved a night gown from her bag. He took the gown out of her limp grasp and he began to undress her. Emily began to protest but he was undressing her in such a clinical way that she knew it was probably not that big a deal to him, but she could feel her body getting warm. She couldn’t believe that she was actually allowing him to do this to her. She stood totally naked before him when he was finished. He simply pulled the nightgown over her head as if he undressed and dressed.