She would remain my prisoner until I found the formula and reprogrammed her. If I could not duplicate the formula, I did not know what would happen.Ma...y trudged along side me up the stairs. She looked very tired, as if she could not take another step. I was the opposite, exhilarated, energized. I was ready for some long and wild sex. And, I was ready to complete my formula search, my “treasure hunt” as Uncle Bert laughingly called it, those almost seven months ago when I first heard his message. But what couldthey do about it? Coco's wife ordered them to rub themselves together,rump to rump, and get as much friction as they could going against theirdicks.It was too funny to see them like that, pressing their behinds togetherand keeping them moving, managing to get some stimulation for their needyorgans, but not even coming close to gaining satisfaction. They had tokeep at it, becoming more and more humiliated, aroused by not relieved,while their wives went from being amused to. She started talking about how hot that scene was and rubbing her clit then she pulled out my dick and started sucking me off while she watched it. Eventually her and I are just fucking, no condom or anything and shes humping my fucking cock off, like i actually thought it was gonna snap at one point hahah and shes all watching the chick suck off sean and she starts talking about how thats how she sucks black dick and just starts talking about how much she loves black boys and wants to jam them. Through fanged teeth he hissed, “Velcome, come in, make yourselves comfortable.”We entered and let our eyes adjust to the darkened room illuminated by black lights. There were several people there; some dancing and others were half naked in lusty embraces.Soon a woman dressed in a witch’s costume came up to us and asked what we’d like to drink. I requested a strawberry daiquiri, and then giggled watching John’s portrayal. In his best Dracula voice he ordered, “I want a Bloody Mary!”We walked.