Barbara has never experienced such pleasure in her life. She had enough sex with her husband. Once or twice per week on average, and, although it sati...fied her urges, it never brought to such arousal as she used to be in when she was a freshman in college. The was Steve was pleasing her now brought old memories back. Nothing else mattered to her now. She took Steve’s hair and moved his head around and his lips sucked her wet vagina. “Oh God, yes, oh God. Fuck me! Fuck that pussy!” Steve changed. We met on a lateFriday afternoon, I was supposed to be away on business, the initialcontact was very shaky but Jean soon put me at ease, after a couple ofdrinks we decided to head for a hotel room close by where they werestaying. Now the nerves really kicked in, I was excited and scared,wondering what I was install for me or would I be safe.Steve soon put my fears to rest; there was a bottle of Bacardi andsome beers ready for us, we sat chatting with Jean in between us twoguys, a few minutes. Anne couldn't resist moving the gag from Felicia's mouth, which wasrewarded with a torrent of abuse more suited to come from the mouth of asailor than the pretty girl who spouted it. Anne pretended to besurprised and said, "Well really Felicia, what an unladylike way tospeak. I wanted to let you say how impressed you were with how I hadadapted our research to allow me to transform you. I know that you hadno idea what our work was capable of achieving."She then once again gagged Felicia,. That was because she’d never really wanted one and didn’t bother to learn how to use it. But it was okay. As much as I thought I’d like to just jot off an email to her sometimes, she really didn’t need a computer. As easily as the elderly can become prey on the Internet, I was just as glad hers sat in a corner collecting dust.I helped her on with her jacket and we went out to the waiting cab. I don’t drive my car much, and on rainy days not at all. The past four days had been beautiful but the.