For sure, she never would do anything behind my back. However, I knew she was really starting to get randy and I wondered when she would get to the po...nt where she would consider ideas that she never would have contemplated prior to the illness. I don’t know what sparked it, and even though it had been years, but one day I happened to think about that scene when we were dating and I had taken photos of her blowing me. I always thought that it would be cool to replay that scene, but those ideas. ”She slowly straightened up, and gingerly turned towards me, shifting her hips from side to side. She looks at me quizzically.“If you have any questions, you may ask now.”“Wha… what did you put inside me? It felt… I’m not quite sure, but it felt like…” She blushed, “… you were pushing your… cock…inside me. What was… what is it?”I smiled, “They’re called Ben-Wa balls, and they’ve been used for hundreds, perhaps thousands of years for sex play. They will stimulate your cunt and G-spot, and excite. By now, with a few beers and a full stomach, being alone with Amanda made my mind and other parts of me alive, as she was a good looking woman. Like many in that part of the world, she was well build, but not fat, strong and shapely, with red gold hair and blue eyes. The tingle in my groin reminded me of pleasures that I knew I wouldn’t have for some while, when the dishes were done, she showed me to my room, and as she turned to leave the room, gave me a brief kiss on my cheek and again said. " Perhaps we can farm it out," Jason replied. "Ms. Adams apparently is a pretty savvy character; properly supported, she might be able to carry the ball." Hmmmm," Armand mused. "Witherspoon, put a penetration team on Rodday. I want to be able to visit his home or his offices without incurring anything in the way of a surprise. Start immediately, as we'll need to follow up quickly." Will do, Sir. I already have some data from the time we dropped those people off." Good." Armand closed the call..