"Uh... no," Chris gulped. Then he added boldly, "It looks great on you. But, the bra has to go. Turn around." Allison turned around and looked back ov...r her shoulder at her son.Gathering up his courage he said, "Hmm, I think the panties have to go too. You can see the outline." Allison looked at him with surprise, but then she smiled and said, "Wait." She hurried into the dressing room, returning a couple of minutes later. "What about now?" Chris felt his heart flutter. He could see that she. Don't the optics manuals tell you never to do this? Why isn't this thing blowing up in his face?" She started tracing the wiring in her mind, trying to develop a mathematical schematic for the optics before her. She dimly realized that Basel had cleverly cross-wired the holo-scanners in such a way that none of their collectors ever made the critical mistake of allowing a loop oscillation. Was that possible? And what was the purpose for all this madness? She finally shook her head in. But then the fun started.The men stayed where they were, and the women moved one down (unless a couple particularly wanted to stay together which was happily allowed). Most of the women were on the move, and over the next hour I had erotic encounters with 5 more women, and a decidedly cold connection with one more.Each time we met the eyes of our new partner, and sought to build a sensual, safe, slightly erotic chemistry between us with our eyes, our breathe and our being. I was transfixed by. “What are you doing?” she screamed. I hadn’t realized it, but I had just put my cock up my aunt’s ass. “What’s wrong aunty.” “You’re in my ass. That’s what’s wrong. It hurts.” I had no idea what I did and was a little confused why her pussy was so dry and tight. “Oh, fuck. I’m so sorry. I’ll just put it in your pussy.” “No,” she said. “You’re not gonna put your dick in my pussy after it was in my ass.” She sighed. “Just keep going, but be easy.” “Are you sure.” “Yes I’m sure.” I did as she.