I also found out that he didn’t have a girl friend at the time, and that he was still a virgin. I asked him if he could even have sex with a girl wh...le someone else watched, he though he could, and I talked to him about some of my sexual exploits. I could see that he had a ragging hardon, so I said hey, show me yours and I’ll show you mine, and he and I showed each other our cocks quickly between cars. By the time the first show was over his there was a wet spot in his pants. I told him again. You are in your usual work attire, leather jacket, jeans, steel toe work boots, rugged wear for a rugged guy. If I’m sitting close enough, I’ll get a whiff of your aftershave, you smell wonderful and when you aren't too preoccupied with the problems of your world, you actually look around and smile at people, but seldom at me.I'm a woman of a certain age, whom you probably wouldn't think twice about in a sexual way, the only smile you send my way is one of benevolent patience as you wait. She was so wet, there was barely any resistance. She half howled, half groaned as the meaty thing bored into her, filling her insides to the brim with its sheer girth. It felt like an entire telephone pole was going up her snatch. She came immediately, cum spattering out around the tentacle. The fog had completely ensorcelled her brain, and there was no more space for objections. There was no pain; only pleasure existed."Mmm. Yesss..." Helja closed her eyes, smiling with satisfaction. "Oh, you. "Please Mistress Anne, let me lick your cunt. Please let suck out your come. I love your taste, oh please let me eat you." With a shock, Melissa realized she meant it, and felt a tingling when Anne assented. She crawled to the petite girl, who had a cruel streak she hadn't imagined, and began licking and nibbling on the folds of her slit, before sucking on her clitoris.When Anne was satisfied, Melissa pulled back and realized that Jacqui was in the room again. The slave and her mistress traded.