But please explain to me why you are doing this?", she asked as her eyes moved back and forth looking for a clue in his eyes."Because you needed some ...elp on your bad day yesterday, before it got worse", He replied."What do you mean by 'worse'?", she countered."Depressed people do negative things like hurt themselves or just give up on living life. I've been watching you from this window for months as you came and went. You seemed like a happy person until recently. I have a big problem. ” “What fun they all must have had!” I said. “But now of course the machine works on electricity. In a moment I will turn it on. I think you will enjoy it. I know I will. When you’ve had enough, just tell me.” “Rubbish!” I said. But not aloud. Well, I expect you can guess what it felt like when Bob plugged in the machine. The heavy beam vibrated between my legs, varying between different movements and intensities. Electrical circuits hidden in the edge of the beam delivered deliciously. She took hold and straddled my lap, rubbed my cockhead around her slit, and then settled down on me for the third time that day. Beth and I made out as she rested with my cock deep inside her.The visibility of the others was limited since they were lying down. I glanced out at the channel in the bay running past the house and saw one of the jazz boats headed our way. The music on the top deck also announced its presence as well as a boat full of potential voyeurs.I boosted Beth up and away and. With her head up I could see the guy's cock. It was 8 or 9 inches long and as big around as a pop can. My jaw fell open and my own dick felt like it was trying to crawl up inside me. I vowed never to undress again.Carol returned to her task of slowly working as much of that huge tool back into her mouth as she could. Dan started moaning and thrusting at her face. Michelle stood up and came over to help me get up since I was wedged between the wall and the couch. "Here silly, take my hand." She.