I can get hard again, and I can deliver a functional fucking, but my junk will not deliver a second helping. I may not be quite as good as I once was,...but I am just as good once as I ever was. And frankly, probably much better as I have mastered my tongue and fingers, and my dick, to provide extended pleasures in every orifice of a woman, grand master cunnilinguist!And that was how Nancy and I had commenced our afternoon, my wife on a pleasure trip to visit friends in Boston. It was a rare. ..and her world explodedinto searing agony. Through the pain she could feel Tansy bundleher into the rear of the car but she was unable to resist, hermuscles spasming wildly. In her hand Tansy held an electroshockgun. Hayley couldn't believe it. Her mother had tased her!Working quickly in order to complete her task before the tasingwore off, Tansy used duct tape to secure her daughter's handsbehind her back and to bind her feet together. She finished byfixing a strip of tape over Hayley's. I didn’t tell you that. You just assumed that was what I was. Besides, does it make any difference? I’m no better or no worse than any attendant. I’m just someone doing a job for the hotel line.”“Probably not but it was a surprise for us when we found out that you were the CEO.”“There were a lot of surprises over that twenty-four hours but from what I can see, they were all good surprises.”“I hope so, Phillip.”“I hope so too, Goyse.”We continued on our trip. Lyn spent some time reading the. I can't really remember how we first met Jane but she and Emma were inseparable for about a two year period, best friends and confidants. Emma had told me that Jane was always asking about our sex life, wanting to know everything in minute detail and despite finding it a bit weird Emma had happily shared our secrets,all of which Jane lapped up. I must admit it felt weird to be in her company knowing that she knew all our secrets but i could live with it!One day i was home alone and feeling.