I was left fumbling to get at his bulge and everytime I got near he pushed his fingers deeper in me.All the time he did this he was whispering obscene...things to me and calling me out for the fuckdoll that I am. With his free hand he slapped my pantied clitcock - which made it tent out almost like a real male.A noise behind me made me turn only to be greeted by the grandpa from last week - straight away he extracted my clit and started kissing it - saying how he had actually dreamt about it. Shannon begunslowly to masturbate, pushing her fingers down her slit, them applying verylight pressure she pulled them back up again, over her pubic hair, and thenback down. After a few more stokes, with her orgasm closing in, she stopped,she didn?t want to come ? not yet anyway. Shannon got off her bed, went to hercloset, opened a drawer full of underwear and took a plastic back full of smallclothe pins from the g-sting ?section? of her closet. The clothe pins where nomore than two inches. I knew now why Michael would've done the same. Not because he had beenprogrammed by nanos, but because he didn't want to be.I gave him up, too, of course, in open court when they asked who hadhelped us. I could only hope that he was smart enough to see it comingand prepare. At the time it felt so right. Michael had actually done us agreat harm, see? He'd lied to us, told us he was protecting us when infact he was keeping us from absolution, and from the ecstasy of payingfor our sins.An hour. You shouldn’t be doing this.”I tried to reason with him as he took in the sight of the outfit I’m currently wearing while struggling against him. His greedy eyes run along the pink tank top that shows a little too much cleavage and the cotton skirt that reveals more than I’ve meant it to.Hell, what am I saying?! I want him to look!Trust me; I think he’s extremely fucking sexy, but it just feels wrong to be in this situation. God, the more he presses against me the more I’m giving in and what.