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Neuro submission transmitter 6

... complete with it's own oversized bathroom, mirrored walls and ceilings, huge California king-size bed, and a balcony overlooking the pool and Jacuzzi. Downstairs is a humongous living room with a full bar, overstuffed couches and loveseats, a state of the art kitchen and of course the exercise room. When the tour is over, Christina takes us back up to the control room, ejects the DVD and deletes the video file. "This also includes the shower and the bedroom segments." She says, as she hands it to me, her breath coming in short gasps. I ignore Maggie's raised eyebrows. "What now?" I ask Maggie. "Tell her to forget we were ever here." Maggie says, contemplating her next suggestion. "Tell her that we are invisible and she can't see or hear us. Then tell her she is incredibly horny and needs to get relief by herself. Tell her to do whatever she would normally do, but not to orgasm until you tell her she can." Maggie says, glancing at the obvious tent in the front of my pants. I give Christina the commands and she immediately heads downstairs. We watch her on the monitors as she makes her way to the exercise room. "I watched her do this." Maggie says, sitting down at the computer that controls the exercise room camera. "I think if I click this..." Maggie says, clicking the mouse and the exercise room video appears live on the wall-mounted plasma screen. "Let's get comfortable." She says, taking off her halter-top and pulling down her shorts and panties. "You are shameless!" I ...

... say, stripping off my shirt and pants, and then pulling my jockey shorts down, freeing my aching cock. On the monitor, Christina is getting something from the cabinet and attaching it to the rowing machine. "Oh, look at this!" Maggie says, picking up a joystick, that's sitting next to the couch. There are numbered buttons along the base and Maggie pushes the one that corresponds to the number on the computer, she was using. Looking at the big screen, she presses the joystick forward and it zooms in on Christina's ass. Pulling back it zooms out, displaying the entire room. Moving left and right, swivels the camera in that direction. "Cool!" I say. "Let me try." Maggie hands me the joystick and I zoom in on what Christina is doing. "Fuck! That's a damn sybian machine." Maggie exclaims, as we watch Christina remove the regular seat from the rowing machine and attachŽ a seat with a rubber penis attached to it. Plugging it into the base of the rowing machine, she flicks a switch on the side of the seat and it starts to hum. The penis shaped vibrator begins undulating back and forth while it vibrates. Christina adjusts it a couple of times, then switches it off, before swinging her leg over the machine and easing it into her moist pussy. When she is completely impaled on it, she reaches down and turns it on. "Ahhhhhhhhhh!" We hear her moan, as she grabs the handles of the machine and starts rowing vigorously. "Jesus Christ." Maggie says, crawling up on the couch beside me and cradling ...