I tried to argue but she wasadamant. Polite, but adamant.Unfortunately, her nightmares returned, despite her nightly sessionswith the therapy toy coll...ction. We call it therapy due to Thomas'suggestion at our last meeting, we both still get a laugh out of that.With any luck, he may be able to figure something out when he analyzesthe data from the recorder I dropped off today at his office.It was a little strange inserting that wire into Patricia's fauxfreckle. It was another reminder of her. I heard muffled sounds coming from the pillow: “Mmmph ... oh yea ... go on ... fuck me ... fuck my holes ... fill me up ... mmmmmmmph”.I watched and listened intently as Jill urged them on, her body rocking, telling them not to stop and make her cum again, telling Clive to finger fuck her arse harder and faster and David to fuck her harder and deeper. Telling them how much she was loving it and was getting close to cumming. I listened to the slapping noises as David’s groin and stomach and. I could also see a string of jizz hanging down my leg as I dripped like a teenage girl. It was starting to get dark in the late afternoon, as Phil continued to finger my boi-snatch and feel me up. I wiggled my ass against his hand as he began to fish out his cock. I bent over and leaned into my car and I handed him some lube and a condom. It wasn't long before Phil was standing to attention once again, sporting a stretched condom covered cock, and I was lubed up for a rear entry. I leaned. The young girl’s body shivered and she fell into the chair after she came.Ana then sat down in another armchair and she spread her legs for me. I resumed my position and slid even deeper into her cunt, as she moaned loud with pleasure. She called Carla to move over her side.My sexy wife then rubbed Carla’s clit with her long fingers; until she made the girl come again; this time crying and screaming loud in climax.Once Carla recovered, I pulled out from my wife’s cunt and ordered the girl to.