Even using the dolly I'd found in the janitor's closet, it took several trips up and down in the elevator to get all my crap up to the room.The tripod...stand itself was easy to assemble. I'd practiced enough that it went fast. Light-weight aluminum tubes with a thick rubber coating over them. I'd designed everything to be assembled with one wrench and all bolts were one size. None of that, Part B to Part Q then twist Part F until it locks, crap. This was one size fits all stuff.The hard part was. He did know how to use it, however, and she got a great deal of pleasure from the encounter. When her husband showed interest in coupling that evening, she had to simulate her great pleasure since she had already had a good deal of it earlier. She noted that he was completely unaware of what her yoni had been doing.The first man was still there the next morning so she happily disrobed for him. Since she was more relaxed, it was even more enjoyable and he said he would return in a month or so. I opened my legs as he lowered his open mouth onto my rock solid hard cock. As I expected, it didn’t matter he was a novice – because it was a fabulous feeling. I felt his warm, wet lips lock in position around the top half of my dick. He began to suck and bob his head. It was amazing. Such a nice feeling. I began to show my pleasure through my breathing and body language. I could feel his tongue licking around my salty chipolata too. He seemed to enjoy sucking me off. He was getting really. She pressed her body firmly against me as our lips clashed, hands tangling in each other's hair. Anna-Brooks jumped up and wrapped her legs around my waist. I brought immediately slid my hand under her skirt and grabbed her luscious ass to support her, my entire palm squeezing her plump ass cheek. Her short-ass boyfriend could never lift her like me, nor could he carry her like I was carrying her. She felt so small as I brought her to the couch. We chuckled as we tumbled onto it, Anna-Brooks.