ThenAdele used some sort of power driven wrench to drive them tightly closed.Whirrr..Whirrr...Whirr...The smooth metal and the rubber corset under itt...ghtened relentlessly over my torso and hips.Despite the severity of his situation, I started to become aroused again.Once more there was the sharp pain of the metal protrusions pressing intothe penis.Adele looked at me with sympathy. "You had better learn to controlyourself or she will connect the electrodes."Mistress Stephanie moved the cylinder. Amanda’s hand was shaking. In other circumstances she would have enjoyed it.Sidney looked at the pie and coffee on the table for a second. It did look good. He took a seat and said, “I’ll eat a little bit and then go look at the car.”“There’s nothing wrong with the car,” Terry said. Amanda nudged her in the ribs with an elbow.“Why’d you tell my wife that there was something wrong with it?” Sidney said with a frown.It was tiring holding up the conversation. Terry glanced at Amanda and saw that. .. we would be making sweet, sweet love and she'd be riding my dick like a cowgirl. But alas…"Oh shit, oh shit, fuck me..." She moaned."Yeah, you like this dick? You like this dick? Yeah… Yeah… Fuck your boyfriend!" I said, slapping her small, tight buttocks. "Say you like this big dick. Say it, slut!" I like that big dick!" She started to grope my midsection. I started to fuck faster."You'll take my cousin's case?" I said, animal like. “You’ll take it?”"Ughhhhh..." She said, orgasming and. They already had the room and promised a good time.When I arrived only one of them was there. He was mid thirties, Mexican, with short dark hair and a goatee. He was in a t-shirt and cargo shorts. He invited me in and pointed the way to the bathroom. I went into the bathroom to change and get slut on. I had brought a matching white bra and panties, white stalkings, and a simple blue dress which could be taken off easily or pushed up or down my body if they wanted to keep it on. When I came his.