I had to fuck. And with this being the last mattress on the floor, I had to think in case sex-on-legs used those legs to walk.And then...A flash of in...ight. It’s amazing how well our minds can work with enough incentive.'There is another model, actually,’ I mused, totally innocently. ‘It’s in the back, though…’He offered to help me bring it out. Exactly to plan.And that was it. My heart raced. I was about to fuck this hot college boy. With his mother patiently waiting for us.Walking across the. Catharine must have known, she has hidden all her stuff I figured, feeling deflated in the knowledge that I would not be touching it again. My mind told me to leave at once, but my dick was on fire and told me to make one last attempt: the suitcase.With the room totally scoured I pulled the zipper open on her bag and started pulling at her clothing in a desperate attempt to feel her undies. No use, I could not find anything. With a feeling of pure dejection I pushed the clothing back in her bag. That made Stone look over at the business investor in surprise. ?Really? You’re using an A&E product??Keel nodded. ?We have them set for five minutes. If the girl is still for that period of time they receive the full panoply of stimulations. The shock is set to minimum though, and the vibration and tickle settings are on extended.?Stone thought about it for a moment. ?They must be going out of their minds with arousal then. Most girls can’t handle torment balls for very long.? He paused and. Meg shook herself and stripped off her top. Her ample breasts strained against her bikini top. Ben nudged Matt and swung his head in Megs direction. By removing her top, her butterfly tattoo across her lower back shown above the waistband of her shorts. Meg was bent over; digging in the flower beds and with every wiggle of her ass, her clit rode the inseam of her shorts. She moaned out loud and her nipples pebbled against her bikini top. She gripped the edge of the bed and felt her orgasm.