"Oh, god," I moaned. "You had better get my pants off." And ruin my experiment?" She asked innocently before kissing my nippleonce more."Experiment?" ... managed to squeak out."I wanted to know if you would get nipple-gasms like I do when I wearthese."But before I could process that, her lips returned to their work. I foundmyself squirming uncontrollably. I strained against my bonds, but to noavail. I was stuck, and climax was approaching.When it finally arrived, I grunted and moaned. Marissa. They dried me off with paper towels, and then I could feel all sixfeminine hands caressing my ass as they giggled and commented how smoothit was. I ignored the comments and closed my eyes. Their hands feltwonderful, and I began to grow hard.Suddenly there was a tremendous "Whap." Someone was spanking with me thebusiness end of a hairbrush, hard. "Oww," I screamed through theadhesive tape. "Count them off, George," Judy commanded. "Say one." One," I said, quite muffled through the panties. " "Someday people will realize that letting our pets go free is the only ethical choice." "Well, thank you for being on our show today. Next up..." The red light on the camera dimmed, signaling the end of the tele-interview. Eliza stood from her stool and stretched. She reached down, picked up the thin gold-rimmed glasses that hung from the collar of white blouse and put them on. The studio around her came back into focus. The cameraman and producer that had managed the. Lying on top of me she cuddled, and I felt her firm tiny breasts press against me, as we lie together, getting warm. We kissed and then tongues explored each others mouths. Our hands explored each others bodies, as I cupped her tight ass cheeks in my palms. She started grinding her pussy against my cock, and I could hear and feel her wetness. The scent was intoxicating, I wanted to be inside her, as I was so many times before. It always felt new, it always felt GREAT! As I sucked on her.