. what a heavenly torture!"Touch me, Bill", she whispered. "Don't you want to touch me?" She kissed me deeply as her hand increased its pumping motion... moving in agonizingly slow but insistent strokes. Her pace quickened even more as my fingers went to work on the buttons of her blouse. Soon her top was open, revealing those tantalizing curves I had been fantasizing about.I anxiously fumbled with the clasps at the front of her bra, my hands trembling as if I were a nervous high school kid. I. Now, family of five, we often indulged even at Sylvia’s in the spa. It was sex like no other with my life partner. She seemed to enjoy the attention given her by friends and others while our new live-in sister by choice Mary Kay loved playing with and taking care of our kids, quite precocious they were. My daughters were learning to talk before the age of one. And my wife and I never had to worry about her getting pregnant again because the goddesses returned me to infertile after we conceived. I’ve got another site I want to visit, and then I’ll be back after lunch,” said Steve.“And I want to do a little more shopping and work on my tan,” said Brenda. “We’re going home on Sunday. Friday and Saturday are just vacation, no more work.”“We’re leaving Saturday,” said Bob.“Friday night we’re going to the Ha’aina Male’ Experience,” said Babs.“The what?” asked Liz.“The Ha’aina Male’ Experience. It’s a recreation of the islands’ origin story, sort of a mythical history of the islands. It’s a. She released my cock and balls and said “Turn around and bend over Mistress’s desk, pulling your ass cheeks apart for inspection.” I did, and she promptly stuck a dry finger up my tortured anus. I grunted in discomfort as she probed, then pulled out. “Thank you for letting me inspect your new slave, Mistress. I hope he pleases you and trains well.” Then she took her work and left the office, leaving me bent over the desk.At the end of the day, Mistress presented me with her chastity device,.