If any of the ladies were the sort that were offended by personal remarks, he would be able to see it, and adjust accordingly. He had only had one app...icant in 36 years that was offended by compliments. She had gone elsewhere.The next thing he had shown them was the little room in the back, that he kept locked. He had always told Cathy, Barbara, and Gail, that it was where he kept the dangerous d**gs. It was, in reality, a small 3/4 bathroom, with a roll away bed. There was a small closet, for. I heard her gasp as i stroked faster I moved closer to the fence and said "do you want to see me cum?" i was looking at her now and smiled, she nodded her head. i closed my eyes and wanked faster untill i felt the cum erupt from my helmet, string after string of cum shot out and landed on the fence, She said "that was cool, could you do that again?"I said "i need time to recover" "ok" she said tell me when cos i will want to see you do that again" then she went away. I went back to the house. ”I stole away as swiftly as I could. I assumed that Emily kept her strap-on in the bedroom, but I couldn’t be sure. Besides, whatever was about to happen, I wouldn’t be able to see, and Greg’s subservience repulsed me.But Greg’s and Emily’s games also intrigued me. When I wasn’t hard at my studies, I spent a great deal of time preoccupied with thinking about them. I tried my hand, unsuccessfully, at a little more spying, but mostly I thought that there’s nowt queerer than folk. Masochism just. And not just because of Scott. I think Mom put me on the wrong train in this, and I don't want to do the same thing to Alice." Just then Vicky and Monica stepped out of the fitting rooms. Both glowed with post orgasm bliss, but Vicky sparkled while Monica looked stunned. In a good way, but, still, stunned. "Monica, Vicky, perfect timing. I'd like you to meet Brenda. Brenda, meet Vicky, my girlfriend, and Monica, who works at the store and is our friend." Monica started at these words, and.