I was in tears with pain and joy. I held his waist with both of my hands. He was ramming me steadily and increasing his speed. His long shaft was knoc...ing the bottom of my womb. To me, it was touching my kidney. He was pumping me like a battery powered drill machine.He was pressing sometime my right side of the pussy, sometime left, sometime front, sometime back. I bit my own lips held his neck tight and showered his dick with my juice. He was sucking my tongue like a slow powered vacuum. She turned around and headed back to the crawlspace. The eye saw her and whatever the creature was renewed it's efforts to pry the grillwork loose. A massive spark on the face of the grill tossed the 'thing' back to the ground. Wendy could hear it whimpering.'Poor baby.'The whimpering turned to howling..."Shut up! I'll give you something to cry about." The voice sounded faintly familiar.Heading left, after a decent duckwalk and crawl, the duct work opened on a dimly lit, large, roughly hewn,. Dinner was again, better food than normal. I caught my Filipina giving me furtive, timid, awkward looks when she thought I wasn't paying attention. I was disappointed that she'd changed to a conservative black button-up and gone back to a bra. The makeup was gone too, and she was wearing a little gold crucifix. It was almost laughable. Was Maria that ashamed of what happened? Was I like a vampire she could ward away with a cross or some shit? Maybe this was her trying to tell me she wanted me. I sure hope so mom. We got in the car with mom driving. I watched close as she got in the car and when she did her skirt rode up letting me see the top of her stockings that were attached to the belt. I slid over next to her and began rubbing my hand up and down her leg. I wanted to know what kind of panties she had on. I put my mouth to mom's ear and used my tongue a little. She loves when I do that. Oh Jimmy, she said. I whispered between licking her ear as my hand began to lightly move over.