Three fingers immediately enter, then her pinkie finger. They twist and spread apart, stretching me further. Her hand moves to the "silent duck" posit...on, and all her fingers are now in my ass, pressing forward to the widest part of her hand. I consciously try to relax my ass, but it's difficult with the electrical stimulation as the crescendo causes all my muscles to contract. Mistress turns her hand and starts to stroke my prostate again. She slides the Hitachi wand underneath my engorged. Something I would never choose to do if I were making the decision."He wasn't completely in the dark, however. Allison had made all of the arrangements, and given him three bits of information. First, someone would meet them here at the hotel to take them to a very exclusive, very expensive, and very discreet establishment. That suggested he was in for a very interesting time indeed. Second, it was known as the Pajama Club. Third, and related to the second, all the guests were expected to wear. Tears were beginning to form in my eyes. "Max. . . please, we can't go this route." "Don't say you didn't like it." "That's not the point. I have someone." "Well, what if I said you were worth fighting for?" I broke down into tears completely when I heard that. "You don't know me, Max. You don't know me." "What do you mean I don't know you? I've known you almost a year now." "But you don't KNOW me!" I tried as hard as I could not to get loud, but my. Isn’t he cute, the big lug? When I finally convinced him that he was my one and only, he started to cry like a little baby. I had told him how it was with you and Sonny, about your inn and how Sonny was super polite and bright and guess what ... We decided to try for a baby of our own, for the two of us.”“Oh, wow ... that’s wonderful. Congratulations in advance. Listen, I’d love to talk to you longer but it’s a madhouse here – that gang from Manitoba I told you about is here and I need to get.