?Move your legs apart.? I obeyed as heretorted, ?Since you like having your worthless cunt filled, I?m going tooblige you.? The stool was of a special...design I had come upwith shortly after my late wife had passed on. The four-legged style was abouttwenty-four inches high with an inch and a half diameter hole in the center.Through this smooth hole protruded a stainless steel ribbed dildo that wasattached to a hinged shaft bolted to a six-inch diameter flywheel mounted to avariable speed. You guessed it — I talked myself into the deal. So this is how a happily married, church-going conservative hooked up with and spent a night of sin fucking the living double of his high school girlfriend. I travel a lot in my work, finding my way to Las Vegas is practically a detour. I could actually make it a business-related trip and work it into my expense account. All my boss asks for is a business-related purpose and everything I charged backstopped with receipts. So I had the where — all. .."If you're good, I'll let you out before it fills up completely." She said, gesturing toward the bucket.The monstrous door of the hatch cast a dreadful shadow as she lifted it from the ground and slowly folded it over me, threading my head through a hole carved out of the top. She let its heavy weight smack back down to the floor, swallowing me into the blackness below. How long was she going to keep me like this? Watching her there squat next to me, fiddling with the lock, I had the dreadful. I knew it was wrong, but I was aroused to the point that I didn't care. I bet if I just lifted my shirt and pulled my tit out, he would latch on like muscle memory, still asleep. My shirt was already halfway up my belly from when he rolled over, and I wasn't wearing a bra. Careful not to wake him, I pulled up my top and revealed my left breast only, dropping it slowly and carefully onto his face. The warmth of his skin and breath against me sent chills all the way down my body and between my.