”“Now?”“Yes.”“Hard against this machine like in the story you read?”“Yes.” Molly urged, accentuating her need by churning his stiff ...ock roughly in her hand, smearing the tip with the pre-cum she had drawn from her tender touch.A harsh, demanding frown fell over Flynn’s eyes. Every part of him felt tight like a coiled piece of rubber ready to snap. He never wanted someone so much in his life.He spun Molly around and, as worked up as he was, shoved her so hard against the machine that she. Veronica tried her best to conceal her excitement and he did not do anything to embarrass her as she served him.Tamara appeared at the table an hour later and Veronica brought out her dinner. The three were polite with one another that evening and both Sir and his Felatrix Tamara thanked Veronica for her wonderful dinner. The following evening he took the both of them to a show at a gallery and then to a nice dinner out. All this became part of the lady’s routine after classes and on weekends.. From this last ‘Step’, as climbers would call those cliffs, the new set of tunnels heading upwards were reasonably gradual and smooth surfaced ... and seemed in the gloom of our LED lanterns to be disturbingly man-made. Miles and miles and miles of dusty passages, nearly entirely bone dry and with noticeably staler air than below. Phyl pushed us down these pathways faster, sometimes at more of a hurried nervous shuffle than a measured hiking walk.“I don’t like this bit,” she muttered once when. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING????????????????????" It was....... Nikki.She dropped all the shopping she was carrying as she rushed at us. I thought she was heading for ME - instead she lunged at her Mum and hit her straight in the nose. I looked round to find one of Nikkis friends standing, open mouthed at the top of the wide steps which led down into the kitchen from the hallway. Nikki was pounding her mum as they fell onto the floor. Actually..... I was getting quite turned on by it and was.