Just then I heard Charlady coming back upstairs, she entered the bedroom naked carrying a tray with two slices of toast and a mug of tea. She placed t...e tray on the bedside cabinet before picking up the mug to hand to me. Instantly the back of my hand was pressed against her cunt lips, I uttered one word, rock, and she began rubbing her cunt lips against my hand, trying her very best not to spill my tea. I reached over with my other hand and took a slice of toast, leisurely eating it as. The worse thing for me wasthat she never smiled or said a word. If I came into the room, she wouldlook down and even seemed to shake at times when she seen me. She wouldnot be anywhere near me. At first, I was mad at her, but then Iunderstood that she had a bad experience with a man, and was obviouslyafraid of boys. What could I do that she now hated men and boys? Whatcould I do when she started wetting herself? I wanted to help, but justdid not know.We were eating breakfast on a Saturday. Apart from himself and Simone, there seemed to be nine people in the room; five men all of whom seemed to be in their twenties, and four women. The women were all young and attractive and wore a variety of tasteful, sexy outfits. Aside from Agata and Jenna, he thought he could recognize a couple of faces from Club Luna, but the majority of Stephanie’s guests just looked like handsome and beautiful young tourists.“I wonder where Stephanie is.”“Hmmm, I’m sure she will appear soon. Let’s go out. The burn in her cunt was impossible now. She jerked and twisted. She humped a few more strokes, whined, and gave up her womanhood to the machine. Throb, throb, throb. It was absolutely as good as her husband. She spent fully and completely, reveling in her new openness and understanding of her own powerful sexuality which might even approach the machine's.She worked it all off, enjoying Sam's slow, steady fucking as he took her through her orgasm until she tapered.Back on her sex high, as.