“Yes.”“And if I showed them to you, what would you want to do then?”Again, he just stared. She pulled her T shirt up and off of her head. Reac...ing behind her, she undid her bra and shrugged it off, catching it in one hand as her breasts shimmied and shook. They looked like they enjoyed being free.“Now that you see them, what do you want to do next?”“I don’t know,” he growled, sounding a bit frustrated.“Come on, Bobby. Do you want to touch them ... lick them ... suck them?”“What planet were you. Chapter 3 - The AftermathAfter the sounds of passion stopped upstairs John and Anne continued their embrace on the sofa. She could see his cock now completely soft with the last remnant drop of cum puddled on the tip of his cock, her pussy slowly dripping his seed onto the black leather beneath them. As they sat there he turned the film off and switched over to normal TV, some terrible gameshow was playing. About 10 minutes later she heard shuffling coming from upstairs, they must be finished. Mistress Laura held the cups over my breasts while Mistress Carol fastened the strap around my chest and the ones over my shoulders. It was tight and edge of the cups felt soft against my chest wall. They began attaching all the hoses and wires leading from me to various machines on the shelves and carts on either side of the cleaning tank. It only took them a few minutes to get me completely connected. Mistress Carol turned on one of the machines. She adjusted the controls and I felt my. I liked him. No, I loved him, but I wanted him to love himself so that he could maybe love me back as well. It just seemed like we were stuck in a closed circle of emotions all the time.So, after a week or so, I finally asked Hassan to go out with me for a cup of coffee or tea, and he was very glad to hear and accept my invitation. We've arranged to meet in an open minded semi-gay bar in the city center. As usual, I was thinking I'll get there sooner and just wait for him, but he was already.