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I suppose I have somewhat overindulged in s****l antics, if such is possible, having two naked male servants. With no one watching in unrequited lust while I ride the Sybian, there is a missing thrill. Observing a sexually denied Roger’s envious look as the mechanical phallus waggled about within my love nest, kneading and caressing areas of the vaginal walls in a manner that no real p***s can replicate, heightened the physical joy. Knowing that he would also watch while the well trained tongue and lips of a thoroughly bound Douglas cleansed after the intense physical manipulation drained me, brought a certain mental satiation not before achieved.
Now, it’s just Douglas and I find myself entering a state of ennui. To occupy time, I sew, just like so many house bound women. But my nee
