Jack quickly got up and removed his pants, socks and shorts and slid my moist panties down my legs. ‘Nice pussy’ Jack told me as I could feel mys...lf blush. ‘Trimmed too I see, nice for licking.’ With that I melted into his arms. I looked down and felt Jack’s cock, I wasn’t disappointed. It was at least two inches bigger than my husbands and much thicker. I guess now when I tell Mark I’ve had a big one I won’t be a liar. It didn’t take long for his warm mouth to surround my nipples and. Her body is writhing and struggling against her bonds. I'm right at the peak before I ejaculate. This is so marvelous.My breathing is very rapid now, almost like panting. The electrical stimuli are much stronger and with my rapid breathing they seem almost constant. The muscles in my chest, groin and anus are contracting with the electrical stimuli being applied to them. My body is completely at the mercy of the machines that enclose and penetrate my sensitive areas. It is the most wonderful. Maureen and I managed to communicate via email and Skype. We set up a schedule when I would contact her and she would be at our computer at home to take the call. It was working well at first and then gradually she wasn’t on-line when I tried to contact her. Her excuses sounded plausible. She was in the shower, she lost track of the time, and so-on. Finally, six months and one week into my deployment, on one of the few times I was able to video message her, she dropped the bomb. She told me. In the normal course of events, a woman boss was MARRIED to the boss ... she would be the “Patróness.”“Patróness.” ... a diminutive, a deliberate belittling of a female. But I wasn’t married ... wasn’t planing TO get married ... probably, maybe in a far distant time and another universe ... I might ... consider a man to be worthy of my talents and time.BUT NOT HERE!And as Macho as these men were ... they knew I was “Sí, Patrón.” They accepted it ... and those who didn’t? I’d beat the living.