She asked me to grab her phone charger from her room upstairs. Cupboard on the left, second draw. Practically bolting upstairs, I pulled the draw open... Shit. Top draw. Wrong draw.The draw with the leather mask. The draw with the ballgag. The draw with the lube, handcuffs and flogger. The draw with the pussy pump and the 10” black dildo that still had dried cum around the base. The draw with the buttplug and the speculum.As I pulled each item out in turn, my heart beat faster and faster. I’d. The counter on the bottom of the screen quickly tallied the active trackers, topping out at 22,894."They've been at this for a long time, and it's got to be an international effort," I said dejected.They stared at the display for a long time, looking at all of the different dots representing another woman under the control of a chip. A few men too, the tracking data showed general statistics, although the women were by far the more popular choice."This is assuming that no one has done what I. "Why are you angry with me?" asked Manjula in a small voice.Tony sat down on the chair. "I'm sorry," he said. "I'm not angry with you, I'm angry with myself." Why, what have you done wrong?" The question is what have I done right? And after what you said yesterday, I couldn't think of anything."Manjula squatted down before him and took his hand. "Tony, the past week since I met you has been the happiest of my life. That is what you have done right." I just thought... you were going to devote. I stood up walked to her side on the couch and told her I wanted to cum on her nipple as she licked and sucked on them. A smile grew across her face. She told me that she always fantasized about sucking the cum from my cock. I couldnt believe that we were both about to have our fantasies come true. She grabbed my cock and sucked it swirling her tongue around the head of my cock. She said she loved how my cock tasted, and that she couldnt wait to taste my cum. Probably the best words any man can.