I finally worked up the courage. I used my regular vacuum and it got me off so quick and with such an intense orgasm, it was unbelievable. I was in f...ont of the mirror, stroking my dick with the vacuum hose I did not have time to brace myself, so I fell to the floor when I orgasmed and shot my cum all over. That’s how intense it was. One of the other things I like is there is no cleanup. You suck the mess right into the vacuum. Several years ago, I lived in a house that had a central vacuum. He didn’t mind because it meant he would finally have a steady flow of sex from Pam and not have to worry about which girl he wanted to bring home. Dan and I were working on a new song, as I said, and I was playing the bass line to it constantly trying to find the right lyrics to add to the music. The bass line is a flowing, funky line with plenty of chords, (which is unusual for bass lines). Most of this was done while Dan and I were messing around with new stuff (He writes most of the music. Her boobs had ... bounce. She hovered a few inches off the ground, supported by languid flaps of her great bat wings. Her breasts bobbed with each down sweep."That's how she gets you, mate," OldFart said. "Hypnotises you with those puppies, and then..." She does things to you," Looserbait said. He stared at the floor. "Naughty things." Uh huh." DaBigBoom wasn't listening. His attention was focused on the way the shiny globes of her tits bounced and jiggled as she floated a few inches off the. Sighing I opened it and found Helen standing there, with a small suitcase.“Did you mean it?” she said, “The room, please say you meant it.”Wordlessly I opened the door wider and stepped back allowing her to pass.Once inside I led her to the spare room. It wasn’t palatial, but it was comfortable with a queen-sized bed and a small en suite shower room.“Get yourself settled,” I said, “I’ll make some coffee and we can talk.”Helen joined me in the kitchen, and I placed the coffee in front of her. I.