"What in the Hell was that?" she demanded.Her breathing was ragged as if she had just finished running a race."Janey was doing some Head Time and had ...n orgasm." But you helped, didn't you?"Huh? No, not really. I didn't touch her at all." No. I mean with your link. You helped," she said accusingly."Oh, yeah, I guess. Is she alright?" I asked, worried now."Alright? God, I should feel so good. I want one of those, too..." As an afterthought she added, " ... if you please, Master."It was the first. Then one Friday night we got a phone call to come down to the hospital…there had been an accident. Stormy had broken both of her forearms. The doctor said that it was a simple fracture but that he had to immobilize the joints on either end so she was in two casts from the palm her hands up past her elbows. She looked funny but mom hit me for laughing at her. She could wiggle her fingers but she couldn’t do anything else for at least six weeks or more. She couldn’t feed herself, dress herself,. ” “Julian is special. He was my first. But there’s no Julianna for you.” Kevin grinned. “That’s all right. I think Julian is special, too. I mean, he’s the one I could send you off with for a week in Rio or Buenos Aires and not be jealous or concerned.” “You’d do that? You’d send me off alone with him?” “I could.” “What would you do?” Kevin shrugged. “I don’t know. Yard work, maybe. Some little repair chores. I’d keep busy.” “But who would you sleep with?” He gave her a questioning look.. She seemed to have an orgasm every five or ten minutes, at least as the video played. She groaned, “Oh, fuck. So, fulfilling. You can cum now.”That prompt was all Dave needed. He felt the last flutter of Lean’s vagina around his cock as she gave a final twerk for her own orgasmic pleasure, and he erupted, spewing a gallon of passionate man juice deep inside her. They kissed with abandon.As they floated down from their highs, Dave felt a tongue lap his balls, cock, and knew it had progressed.