You know that teases me to no end. All too soon I'm trying to grab your head and smother you within my pussy."Oh no baby, you touch and I'll stop."All...I can do is moan and obey. I don't want the pleasure to end. You are so good at pleasing me and you love doing it all the time.You then start moving your tongue faster and faster, higher and higher, until you start flicking my clit with your tongue. I twitch every time your tongue hits my clit. Oh god, I want to cum again, but you're not ready. ?” He huffed, each impact sending waves of pleasure down his cock."E-Ella," She moaned back. The feeling of his fingers on her neck and breast, and his arms wrapped around her each gave her a satisfying feeling of being held and used as she rode him. Feeling him directing her with his hands, she started pulling back slower, then thrusting down harder. Little breaks broken by a compelling fullness.She hung her head down as pleasure wracked through her body, holding on to the support bar with. "I think she had a point.TillyI was sat in my room (I'd stopped thinking of it as a cell) waiting to becollected. I was in my own clothes and had been told that I could go homesoon. I couldn't wait to get out of here. I was watching some crappysitcom when an emergency news bulletin interrupted my viewing."We've had some disturbing reports coming from the Chem-Tech facility,"the anchor said "What do you have for us Diane?" The picture changed tothat of Diane Wheatley, roving reporter for the. .. it's a cultivated grain ... Whooboy this is going to get complicated. We're going to have to plow and sow seeds, raise a crop, harvest it, thresh it, sprout it, heat it to stop the sprouting, crack the sprouted grain, put it in heated water, circulate the water, raise the temp of the water, drain it into a vat, boil it ... hop it ... shit. Two Voices?" Yes, Stick?" Do hops grow here?" Ask Jo." laughed Two Voices."JO!!" Yeah Kurt?" Hops. Are they native?" Yup." Got any?" asked Kurt."Nope.".