The wand massager gave me so much rapture it hurt. My labia and clit grew so sore, overstimulated.And that just made my climaxes spasm my cunt harder....Made me scream louder. I trembled on the bed, my thighs slicked with my pussy juices. My spicy musk filled my every inhalation. My heart thundered in my chest. The bed creaked as I writhed.The wand massager was relentless. It would never end. It would keep me in this world of bliss. I would cum and cum and cum. I would drown in orgasms.. I was trying to stretch this day forever but I don’t know if she felt the same. We made plans for her to come over the next day and were saying good bye when quite unexpectedly, she put her hands on my hips and slid her arms around me for a hug. I followed her lead, wrapping my arms around her shoulders and squeezing her just tight enough for her to feel. I felt her supple breasts squash against my chest, the little bumps of her nipples just detectable through my shirt. Her hair was so soft and. The General turned to his safe and removed a medium size metal case. I didn't get the combination(again), but I was tantalized with the sight of the box with the keys to my cuffs. The General removed two flat boxes from the metal case, returned the latter to the safe and locked it again. He opened the door to the his quarters and handed one of the flat boxes to each of the women, with directions to put on the contents and join him in his office when they were done.I had to admit to a twinge of. I picked it up, folded it and put it in my purse. Better not have it torn or stained with body fluids unnecessarily. I took of my thong and put it together with the dress. I had not trimmed my pubes in weeks and I was very hairy. I really hoped he was into hair... I decided to keep my jelly sandals on, for some reason I felt less nude with them on. A few minutes passed. I heard footsteps. I held my breath, stroke a sexy pose with my hand on the sofa, and smiled provocatively. The door opened..