”Mark Walters blue eyes smiled again. He had a stiffie and she noticed. He felt good about that.Miss Dancing-Breasts-of-the-Seven-Veils paused her c...ick-clacking long enough to check out the tenting of her boss’ trousers. Her lips parted slightly and, without thinking, her tongue wetted them. Easy and MC shared a look regarding Miss Thornton’s interests.Mark Walter’s eyes twinkled. His erection was on all of their minds. There is something satisfying about having three women in a room know he. She also picked out an elaborate nipple shield that could be clipped on, and bells could be attached. She asked for three pairs and brought them back to Wizard’s station.Savannah and Cheyenne were masturbating while standing. They were trying not to look at each other or Mark and Tucker as they fingered their pussies awkwardly. Mark and Tucker both had full boners in their jeans. Savannah and Cheyenne stopped when Karen returned.“You may continue until I tell you to stop,” Karen waved her hand. I was surprised when she told me I was getting too “kinky” for her. I didn't understand. I made her cum hard several times before we fucked. I was collecting and building an assortment of toys for us.I had butt plugs for her, nipple clamps. Nipple and/or clit suction devices, a small tit milking machine along with bondage ropes and flogging whips. I loved to bind her little tits to the point where thy would start to turn purple. My favorite is the elecro play wand. Use a magic wand on her pussy. Leave me to the dark little kingdom of my misery.My name doesn't matter. Call me George. Call her Anne. Or call her a slut, if you like. Call me a clown. I don't care.What she did doesn't need much explanation. It happened to a billion men before me. And another billion after me will see it happen to them. Unless the world decides to call it a day and puts an end to our collective misery.You won't need much explanation about what I did, either. It's over. I severed all the ties we had. All of.