I was gonna post this story yesterday but upon finding and reading a few messages from my wife's phone I decided to postpone it for a day.Again, My wi...e and I have been married for quite sometime now. I love her she loves me. During the past couple of years we've learned of each others kinks mine being SPH and hers as I've found out most recently is public exhibition.She loves my small cock and she honestly told me that part of the reason we had good times dating was because of it. She likes. At one point, I heard Julie get up and leave the room. She returned within a short time wearing nothing but a towel. Brian was now massaging my thighs. Subconsciously, I spread my legs to give him better access. I knew he had an excellent view of my pussy, and I sort of wished I wasn't wearing my panties. As he worked my upper thigh muscles, his fingers would get close to my pussy without actually touching me. I was getting quite excited, and knew it must be obvious to him.Several minutes. As long as we can always go back to the old chip.Are you enjoying the sex better with the new chip.It is better but its the feeling of being used and not being in control of your own body that excites me. If sheps enjoying something then I enjoy it even more and it echos round and round untill we are both at 100 percent.What have you done with my shy little Sue. Ok lets get shep on the bench.I set sheps pain threshold at 100 percent and set him to sleep. I put him on the workbench and carefully. Without asking permission, the giggling girl touched or flipped other buttons and switches. Headlights turned on and off, turn signals clicked, an indoor buzzer buzzed, and then the back reclined with the footrests out just like an old man’s Lazy Boy recliner. “I wouldn’t fool with this adjustable switch if I were you,” I warned. Of course, the child ‘had’ to touch it then. At one setting, a loud, catcall whistle at a pretty girl blew. Lucy giggled shyly. Then, a fart-horn blew. The girl.