The last thing I wanted in my mouth was his grubby little cock, and he certainly wasn’t going any where near me down there. But, later that evening ... looked at myself in the mirror. It was quite late and I was getting ready for bed--Oscar was snoring as usual--and I stood there in my nightdress, in the bathroom. “I have kept myself in pretty good shape for forty.” I thought to myself. “I have better legs than Maria--and a tighter tummy.” If I hadn’t been drunk, I wouldn’t have done it. I pulled. I take it that you don’t mind?”“Mind? No, just surprised, I guess. I really wasn’t expecting such a ... liberated? ... welcome.”“Hmm...” commented Malcolm. “It really didn’t start out that way. But over the years, Caroline and I became a bit more adventurous, and more familiar as well, with the staff. I couldn’t say when things became so ... loose. Now, it simply seems second nature. When guests come by, we have Jeanine and Phoebe tone down their usual attire until we can figure out if they. ??And, Oh, God, that machine... I want to feel that again too! I want it to frustrate me forever and for everyone to watch and laugh at me when I beg and plead to cum. I want to be humiliated and when I am as low as I can get, when I give up and just turning me on makes me cry in frustration, I want the machine to make be explode over and over... to tear me apart and take my breath away.?Leo looked into Daphne's sparkling eyes. She really wanted more.?And the second part as your guest. Wow.. I think I could have canceled most of them out and harmlessly tripped the rest, but the protections were quite good, nearly up to my own level of expertise, and I was glad I wouldn't have to press the issue. There was also very likely some remaining magical tripwire or two, well hidden in the background and designed to be overlooked that could cause some bad things to happen, like a very strong earthquake ... at least that's the way I'd program them. The wards looked good enough that I decided.