She looked into Dr. Michael's eyes, silently pleading that hewould not detect her body's betrayal, but the smile he gave her was all knowing. "Put you... hands back on the armsof the chair, Joanna. I need to examine your naked breasts. Then he praisedher, "You're being such a good girl." She pressed her naked back againstthe cold chair, arching a bit, thrusting her chest out. Her hands turned whitefrom gripping the chair so hard, her lips clenched in anticipation. She lookeddown, her breasts. That makes Heather clamp down hard with her hands. One squeezes her own breast, while the other massages Natalie’s. Heather’s hand no longer has just Natalie’s nipple but is pull both enormous tits together. The recording equipment snaps a few more clicks, before Nat uses her thumb and index finger to part Heather’s eager hole. Natalie uses the remote to capture this pose, before driving her tongue deep into Heather’s pussy. There is a squeal of pleasure and Heather’s hand leaves Natalie’s. "Besides we're poor, sort of," said the first."And land's all the dowry we got." the other added."But you've got beaux, sweethearts, suitors, right?" I said.They both nodded and smiled at me."We're going to bed," one said. "Glad you came. We might still be down in that hole." Pa's room's on this floor, right by the steps. He's got a hair mattress. We sleep upstairs," said the other.I puffed my pipe and decided that I could be doing a lot worse and be in a lot more uncomfortable places. I was. Stood there waiting. I was afraid and excited, both at the same time. What if I'd guessed wrong? It was possible that I was kidding myself here. Was this like an ant trying to rape an elephant? Every second that I waited seemed so much longer than that to me. By the time that I'd begun to be convinced that I had been right, and the voice would have to deal with me on a more equal footing, I started sensing that I was all alone again. I couldn't feel his presence with me at all. Silence.