I know what that means, but I’m helpless to stop it. He starts cumming, his dick bouncing and twitching as the cum fills me. His dick is like a wate... hose, a steady gush of cum filling me like a balloon. My uterus stretches painfully, my belly pressing against his. Just as he stops cumming, another gush comes, this one exploding out of my poor pussy and getting all over my legs and belly. He cums two more times like this, soaking me with his cum, when he finally stops. We stand. Tom couldn't enter the competition. The entry forms should have been sent in a month ago but the organisers gave him a stand where he could put the engine on show. Each day they took Vivienne along. At first she was most self-conscious at sitting behind the stand facing the public and having them face her. Tom insisted she bring along some of her ornamental turning and soon involved her in any discussions. Most model engineers were also interested in the turnings and they could only see her. Naughty. My chest was heaving with anticipation, and my heart was pounding. I raised my hands and gripped my shirt, pulling the cloth apart further. Skimming each shoulder one after the other I dropped the shirt off my back. I was ready to fuck. Ben looked down on me. “You’re tits are amazing,” he muttered. They were amazing. My bra lifted them up, mounding both bosoms against my chest, as if presenting them to him on a platter. I grinned and swiftly stuck my hand behind my back, popping apart. She sat there chest out letting her bust do the talking for her. Then another attack of boldness hit her. She pulled off her leather skirt and sat on the edge of the table with her legs open, her bust self-mauled, and a lascivious look on her face inviting nothing but lust. She was on fire, fully engaged.“So do you girls tape everyone who comes in here? Aren’t you afraid to get into trouble?” Amy asked.“Baby, Mary answered, no one gets in here without clearance first, and I do mean no one.”.