When she looked at me, her face and eyes looked normal, too. I had no idea she wasn’t a virgin any longer.“So,” she said, casually, “What did ...ou guys do over there?”We were all pretty satisfied from our recent orgasms, and things were mellow. Our answer to Sam’s inquiry as to what we’d done was pretty vague, but not as vague as hers. Of course we didn’t know that, then. Nor did we know that, as we all got into bed, tired enough to fall asleep quickly, that Sam went to bed with a load of Rudy’s. Now he had an unobstructed view of me almost violently humping and breathing so hard it almost hurt my throat, in ecstasy with what was happening to me. They all stood there, not uttering a sound, undressing as I came closer and closer to orgasm. The machine cock driving into me felt so very wonderful combined with the electrodes sending delightful feelings across my clit and nipples. I thought I would loose the machine several times, thrusting up trying to get more of that wonderful cock. I managed to get them up finally but was not able to get my loafers on. The cop got out of his car and headed towards my truck. I rolled down my window and I asked, "Is anything wrong, officer?" "You are trespassing on private property, and well, this is where prostitutes do their business sometimes." "Oh, I didn't realize that, I was just relaxing until I had to get to work right there at that store." He turned to look at the store and then asked for my identification, which I handed to him.. She was a walking contradiction - at first glance, a refined, beautiful woman out for a cocktail with her husband; but after a longer look at the front of her dress, the way she moved with such a purposeful, confident stride and the fuck-me look in her eyes, she'd more than pass for an entirely corruptible wife, easily enticed by the right man with a cock she found irresistible.But Linda had always been able to appear to be one thing to men, and then an instant later, chameleon-like, become.