" You are right, Bert. Wilbur and I will stay well at the back of this. I know that Lexa and Elise have some special rapport with each other. If this ...oesn't work, nothing will. But we do expect both of you here, and often, as soon as everything is set to rights."If only to get Wilbur and his mill going," Sabreena added with a huge grin.As soon as Alfred and Lexa had considered my request and agreed to it immediately, Wilbur wanted to hear more about mills and paper and plants and fibres."No,. ..in the deepest places where fantasy is born... you feel unfulfilled."You start to understand where the showman was going with all this."I've already tried my fair share of sexual simulators, but thanks..." you say."Of course you have. That's my point," the man says. "That's why you feel unsatisfied. No ill will towards my co-inventors, but I'm afraid their inventions are so... how shall I put it? So... now."The man takes you by the elbow and leads you past a couple of stalls to a small door. It seemed rude not to. ‘You help others and you fuck a lot. You make life a bit easier for yourselves too, but who wouldn’t? And it’s mostly the first two things. I want to be able to do that too.’ I looked down at the sweatpants she wore. They were that horrid shade of gray that seems to exist only as sweatpant material. The positive effect of which is that I could see a small wet spot start to grow on hers. I didn’t look at my own, but I’m sure mine was coming along nicely as well. I leaned. She was perfection. He wanted her so badly, but he didn’t just want to fuck her. He wanted to love her, to feel every part of her warm wet pussy as his cock slid in and out. He wanted to feel the tight constriction of her orgasm. He wanted each stroke to last and he was enjoying his self inflicted torture as he used his tongue as he wanted to use his dick. He pushed his tongue as deep inside of her as he could, swirling it, licking her depths with a hunger that grew inside of him. The.