“Isn’t any machine that works a proper machine?” “Sorry Lucy, I’m not explaining myself masturbation properly. He makes machines that fuck women.” There was deadly silence for a few seconds then, “For real, he makes machines that fuck women.” “Yes Lucy.” “Wow, does he give free samples?” “Not satisfied with me anymore?” “Oh sorry Jack, I didn’t mean it like that. Of course I’m satisfied with you, and your cock; it’s just the thought of a machine that can fuck me for hours non-stop just sends nice shivers right through me.” “That’s okay Lucy, I understand what you’re saying; but we’re going there to sort out the man’s accounts, not to ask for free samples.” “Of course boss.” We spent the rest of that afternoon and the first part of the next morning pulling together everything for the client, then set off late morning. When we got there the place was really nice on the inside (the outside looked webcam just like any other newish industrial unit). There was a little reception with 2 internal doors; one went to the workshop and the other to a plush display area. There were quite a few machines in there and Lucy was fascinated. She asked Pete (the Client) if she softcore could have a look round them before we got down to business. I could see her drooling over each and every one of them and could guarantee that she had very wet inner thighs. Twice I saw her holding the dildo part of a machine, obviously wondering what it would be like to have it inside her. Pete told me that he had 30 minutes before a camera crew and a model arrived to film the model in action on a couple of the machines – a promotional video. He told us that we could stay and watch if we wanted to. Lucy came back to us and we went into the reception area and got on with sorting out Pete’s accounts. As the 30 minutes ran out Pete looked quite anxious. Lucy asked him if he was okay, and could she get him a coffee. We got on with our task and after another 30 minutes Pete said that he just had to make a phone call and went outside. He came back a few minutes later and told us that the camera crew would arrive in about 5 minutes, but the model wasn’t with them. He told us that the video had to be shot that day because it had to be sent to his agent in the Far East the next day. Lucy surprised Pete Big Boobs indian (and me) by asking him what skills the model had to have to use the machines. “Well she has to be beautiful, be shaved and be prepared to let herself go and really enjoy herself. Why, do you know someone like tha…….. Are you saying what I think you’re saying?” “Well I’m prepared to give it a go if you’ll let me.” Pete looked at me (I was smiling and my trousers her getting uncomfortable), then at Lucy, then up and down Lucy; then he said, “The pay’s good.” “I was thinking more in the line of one of your machines.” “Blood hell, Lucy has been reading negotiating skills books.” I thought. “I’m sure that we can come to some mutually agreeable arrangement.” Pete said just as we saw a van pull up outside. Lucy got a hair band out of her bag and tied her long, blonde hair into a ponytail as Pete went out to talk to the camera crew. I asked Lucy if she was sure that she wanted to do it and reminded her that she’d be naked in front of about half a dozen men and machines would be fucking her and making her cum. “I’m sure if you are. Looking down two men had realised this as well and were looking straight up at my pussy. I pulled her on top of my indian so that this drink would flow into my mouth. Seeing no one I quickly walked over to the bins and threw the cardboard in the recycling bin and ran back to the door. Little sissy is done already.” She says bringing her fingers up to my lips. She let out a soft, “Ah,” as she lifted her hands up over her head, masturbation letting him lift her dress up and off, casting it aside on the floor where it was, after a second, joined by his shirt. When I stepped out of the airport baggage claim area, he was there within a minute to pick me up. All the while that I empty myself webcam I cautiously keep watch, one arm propping me against the rough concrete wall so I don’t overbalance and tumble into my own mess. Becky said holly shit that is geneous I never would have thought of that. Their topic had moved from the sex into talk about business. “Then we shall see if you futanari deserve to supplant us, or if us men need to do our duty, step up, and out breed you to protect our species.” However Robert immediately recognizes Janet's voice. 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