" Jess told me, "don't worry Jess, I may not know who I am at the moment but believe me I have the greatest of respect for Jenny, she's like a sister ...o me" Jess laughed, "she is your sister you dope" although I sensed a little unease in her voice."I have to go over to Snowden to do some shopping, will you be OK on your own?" Don't worry Jess; I'm feeling fine, a little tired still but nothing to be concerned about. The head is still a little sore but it's a lot better than yesterday. I'll be. Want to do that to you right now.Others want in but can't get past the velvet rope. It's his 'Message from' that rockets her pulse to the penthouse floor and buckles her knees during the ride.Touch them. Then fill your hands with them. You know you're dying to. He's younger than Lover One but still at least twice her age. Lots of guys are his age, but it's his particular vintage of testosterone that makes the room spin even before the first sip.So fucking hard. Wish you could see how hard.Lots. Tony was doing a fine job of it when he just stopped. I was so surprised that I cried out.He told me to face him, I stood up and turned to face him, my little sundress falling down over my ass but my breasts heaving from my hard breathing. He said, “Touch yourself.” And proceeded to talk me through a slow, purposeful masturbation that made me come over and over again. The men by the bushes were stroking frantically. I could see their movements and hear their breathing. They were totally unaware. I got an idea . I dragged a 4X8 sheet of 3/4 inch plywood in and laid it on the floor. Then I had Andrea carefully walk over dragging the tripod untill she was in the center of the plywood. I ran screws into the legs of the tripod and into the plywood. I knew then she was completely unable to get away. I turned off the lights and went upstairs to take a shower. I took a long hot shower and put on a pair of boxer shorts then I fixed myself something to eat and turned on the TV so I could watch.