She rubbed a small yellow towel in her damp hair. Oblivious of our guests and preoccupied with the impatient snacks, she strutted quickly into the roo..., muttering instructions to herself and moi. Her green towel desperately hung onto her tiny tits and swung open from them with each long stride.Abruptly frozen in mid step, eyes popped wide, both hands abandoned her tit towel and were glued to her hair towel. She saw Reg and Bob on the couch "Oh my, you guys are very early ... or am I that late?. Baby juice. Semen. God Damn.. his cum surged and sought freedom but her two fingers stopped him. She didn't move those fingers as her head slid up and down his shaft. Tease!!!! He screamed in his skull. The pounding pulsing need to cum faded, but her lips and tongue... Oh.. fucking... god... HE didn't know anybody could ever do anything like she was doing. He was certain her tongue was wrapped AROUND his cock. But that had to be his imagination. Pulling her head back she smiled up at him, then. "If either heel touches those buttons, it'll up the voltage to your cunt another notch. Keep your feet down and it'll keep upping the current." The girl groaned deeply in frustration and agony as she heard this. It was hard to stay on her toes with her legs spread so wide and with her torso arched. But she would try. She didn't want the shocks to get any worse. "It's ten o'clock," the man said. "What do you say I leave you here until -- oh, I don't know -- how about midnight?" The girl looked. Tami was smiling at her, rubbing her shoulders.“You aren’t alone, Sylvia. I hope you don’t mind me using your first name, but Annie has made it so comfortable for us.” Sylvia shook her head, but didn’t say anything. “You aren’t a silly woman. We’re a small group and we came together quickly, but in the time I was here before Annie, I felt the same way. I was with the a****ls full-time, but didn’t know what to do. Annie was the catalyst … ever since then …” She winked at her cohorts who smiled..