Vanessa and Devante met in the middle. He peeled himself off from the sofa just as Vanessa hit the brink. As she shook and shuddered, spilling her wet...ess all over his cock and balls, he dragged his lips all over her neck and breasts. They dropped to the floor with him still filling her with lengthy drives of his wet cock. He felt like he could still go on for hours.Vanessa caressed his cheek as she looked at him with dreamy eyes. “I want to taste it,” she said.Devante blinked, caught off guard. She marinated the steaks Danny had brought in some red wine, and threw together a chopped green salad. She took a long hot shower and took time to do her hair and makeup, just so. Since Danny chose not to bring any sleeping attire, she put on a fresh bra and panties, and then loosely tied her robe around her. While Chris finished up dinner, Danny went into the bathroom to make himself a little more presentable. He couldn't shave because of the bee stings, and even the water from the. So sure, sometimes I was tempted to use the device for selfish reasons- more frequently than not, come to think of it - and, yes, I suppose Ihad done some rather ethically questionable things with it already, butno one had noticed any of those changes, right? They weren't anyunhappier for it and I was happier for it, so, in the end it was a netpositive for the total level of human happiness, right? It was a mymoral obligation, right?Right?Like I said, sometimes I don't make the best. Safe in the knowledge that it would hurt big time if her legs relaxed. for even a second.Her eyes were wild as she had the first of the tiny cramp spasms to the arch of her right foot not that her men-folk knew of course, their eyes were on the news, and that dammed clock was striking the hour once again. For fifteen long minutes she endured it, by now begging and pleading pitifully to be released, odd twinges of cramp forced her to rest her clitorise on the intrusive bar, which was agony on.