One was for our meal and a bit of socializing. The other, which remained empty until they left to go get the food, would hold the Orgasmatron Ultra. I also set up some special lighting that would be used for dramatic effect. The caterers returned around five with four vans. After they emptied the first two vans, they parked them on the grass a little ways up from the house. Then two chefs– a male big and a female– got busy setting up a very large grill. An additional van, with the same logos as the caterers, parked in the grass near the end of the road. The four men and two women who got out of that van were dressed in the same uniforms as the caterers, but they carried themselves totally differently. Two more individuals– I couldn’t see if they were male or female– parked the fourth van on the grass directly across from the driveway and stayed in place in the van. I had hired this security team before and knew that I could trust them to keep my guests safe from whatever might come from the outside, and teen if necessary, keep them safe from each other. The meal– as expected– was spectacular. Steak and potatoes may sound mundane, but when the steak is at the exact degree of perfection and melts in your mouth, and the potatoes are air fried in a blend of spices and herbs that explodes with flavor in your mouth, and the asparagus– yes asparagus– has flavor you never thought you would taste... and enjoy, then the meal is anything but mundane. There was, of course, a recommended wine, but everyone– including me– was free to choose a diner drink suited to their own tastes. I chose a dark, creamy ale, which brought a huff of disgust from the chef, but smiles from those who knew me. After supper, we adjourned to the demonstration tent while the caterers cleaned up the tables. We would return for a light dessert– and hopefully an order or two– after the demonstration. Two of the Hardcore security men walked with us the few paces over to the second tent and then stood outside. When we got into the demonstration tent, Loraine was already strapped in place on the Orgasmatron Ultra. Her hands were held on the handles at the horse’s head by wide strips of soft brown leather which coordinated with the dark tan color of the horse itself. Similar strips held her feet firmly in the stiff metal stirrups which were concealed with leather and made to appear as if they descended from the leather saddle. She had somewhat of a leopard look from the multitude of small, light brown, circular electrode patches which covered her exposed skin. And since she was naked, there was a lot of exposed skin to be covered. The horse was vibrating softly as we entered the tent. “Unlike many megavibrators,” I said once the six of us were in the tent, “the Orgasmatron is relatively quiet.” I held a small display in my hand and slid one of the indicators to maximum. Loraine gasped and groaned in blowjob response, but the noise level did not increase appreciably. I waited until she shuddered in orgasm and then returned the control to minimum. Loraine slumped slightly in the saddle and took several very deep breaths. huge “NGAAANNNNGGGGHHHH” she gurgled as the man meat filled her mouth. Oh god, please give me that week. He breathed in, slapped my right ass cheek and said, “heavenly. She moaned as I kissed her more forcefully. She asked. The lines of her slit showed clearly through the fabric as I rubbed it up and down, the wetness penetrating through to my fingers like she had nothing on. “Fuck yes Mum,” said Becky and like in the video she lifted her legs high and wide and then held her pussy lips open. I went to the Material Sub-Menu, studying the concrete. Look all around; not a soul in sight and all we can hear is the sea. He couldn’t use Johnson for the English but she could take the senior math. A lady somewhere in her 50s answered. Good luck running for student council.” She gave me another playful wink and walked off. As she rolled under the desk, in the office chair with legs spread wide, Julie's tongue stabbed into her pussy. I can’t expect you to understand. My house is at...." He still felt teen guilty for that blowjob I'd given him two weeks ago. I was clear that the red couch was for Jill and I. The blue couch was for Roger and Donna. Your fingers graze the inside of my leg and suddenly I have goose huge bumps all over. I have a guess the surge occurred more like a tsunami wave than a spike." Get your dick in me!” “You know… I still haven’t gotten your name!” She whispers in my ear, “ok, here’s what’s going to happen: you and I are going to make out for a few minutes, then you’re going to suck his cock until he blows in your mouth, and you’re going to swallow it.” Physically, she mostly takes after her mother, very petite at 5’2” and I can’t imagine that Hardcore big she weighs more than 105lbs soaking wet. Agent Saunders stopped talking. We both just stood there looking up and down each other. It was incredible to have her cock in my mouth as Isadora pumped away at my cunt. I wanted to ask her to blowjob wait out front for her father, but I didn't want her sitting out on the side walk alone in the dark. Maybe we should start off that way tomorrow. She moaned, and saliva ran from her mouth, falling off her chin and making its way into the waiting pool below. He walked around Ashley, picked up her suitcase, and put it in the small trunk.