One was an extraordinary and elaborate fucking machine but not in the way you might imagine. This machine was actually designed to use the woman to fu...k you. Oh, it was amazing. I was strapped into essentially what amounted to a giant robotic arm. I almost, no I did feel exactly like a puppet and a human version of a pussy pocket. The large motorized arm could move me up and down. The other arms could move all the individual parts of my body. So he could spread my legs and move my head and my. After washing and drying her hands, she stepped out into the hall to head back down the stairs. It was at that moment that she heard a sound that seemed to come from the room that Ruth had indicated was her son's bedroom. It sounded to Rene like a bedspring squeaking and very heavy labored breathing. Without thinking, curiosity got the best of her. She walked quietly toward the door and noticed that the door was open just a crack. She put her head close to the door, squinted, and looked through. She was stripped naked, strapped in with her legs up and spread, locked in the stirrups. What seemed to be electrodes were clamped to her red distended titties, and Mum was having her clitoris mechanically extended by a device I cannot quite describe. Something similar to the vacuum toys you see on sale now, I'd say.Around her stood three women I was shaken to the core to recognise. One was a stocky, red haired nurse, whom I'd known as Nurse Foxley. The second was a very strange female doctor. My hands slipped below his buttocks and I pulled him deep inside, relaxed and pulled again, over and over, I rode his smallish cock, caressed and coddled it with my tight vaginal muscles, grunted and groaned, finally releasing a flood of warm water as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss swept my body, I had used him like one of my vibrators, taught him the pleasures of sex, finally releasing him, noting his penis was flaccid, he too had enjoyed coupling with his auntie, even though, I suspected,.