As I held Lynette’s chair for her to sit with her keytar, Kalena asked, “What is this song called, Mike?”“Well, we haven’t finalized the tit...e yet, but we’re leaning towards either, There’s Always Something Magic or, uh, Rock and Roll Dreams Come Through.”(Note: Rock and Roll Dreams Come Through was written by Jim Steinman in 1981, and was a top forty hit for both Steinman, #32 on Billboards’ Hot 100 in 1981, and for Meatloaf, #13 on the Hot 100 in 1993.)I looked at Lynette and saw her nod her. I wiggled as I felt him work on me there, asking him what the hell he was doing. He laughed, saying that I needed some double penetration before the night ended. I asked him if he had gone crazy; but Emerson laughed, saying that I would soon find out. He then looked at Seamus, his partner, who had been watching as Emerson fucked me missionary in such a brutal manner.Both men were commenting on my pussy, until Seamus leaned on me and he gave both my clit and my tits some nice treatment. I just. I decide that a shower is more what I need and stand up. The rest of the day being uneventful was a good break for me. Deciding to break in my kitchen I go in to fix dinner. I like the layout with a little island in the middle and a deep well sink. Enough room to maneuver around without bumping into anything. Dinner fixed, eaten and cleaned up, I go out in the back yard to clean up some fallen twigs and debris.After about a half an hour cleaning up in the back yard I hear a screen door. I could immediately tell this was as good as any vibrator I had ever used. I didn't want to get the water rammed up my vagina or my urethra, so held it back maybe a foot from my body. Even there it was a strong, concentrated stream of water that penetrated, spread my pussy lips and surrounding flesh, reached cavities and corners and in general felt very interesting when pointed down there. It was massaging my entire pussy with a set of individual strong jets of water.After a moment of letting.