It must have hurt, but it didn’t slow him one bit as he began to thrust and drive into me, his hand on my belly as he fucked me. And that’s what w... did, we fucked. It was fast and sweaty and animalistic, but it met a need that had been building in us since the moment we’d met. I came again, and minutes later again, and we had to pause and remain still as someone passed us on enroute to the restroom, his cock pulsing softly within me as I gripped him, my heart pounding. The coast now clear we. The Tin Man was also suddenly standing there as well, his metal body covered in rusty orange. He also had a face remarkably like Jack’s. Again, Emily/Dorothy smiled at the Tin Man. The Tin Man smiled back.And then, the Tin Man reached out, gently squeezing one of Emily/Dorothy’s boobs. Emily/Dorothy giggled again. His tin hand made her whole body tingle, in such a good, naughty way. The Tin Man turned her boob, unscrewing it off her body. When it fell off, the Tin Man removed her. His cock tented his jockeys. "Did she like seeing you again?" We've been together a lot. She seems ... oooh..."After enclosing it briefly, Melissa's mouth let go of his erection with a smacking sound. "She seems what?" Closer somehow. It's like she likes touching me. I mean not like with fingers, but her body ... She sits close. I feel her. And then I dream about her." She wants you, Bradley," Melissa told him."I'm ... she's ... I'm not in her league." What league?" breathed Melissa hotly into. I notice she is staying up little bit longer and not masturbating in bed. She has her own room for writing stories and being on the internet, its also the spare bedroom. The spare bedroom is right next to the bathroom, so one night I had to go to the bathroom. I noticed she wasn't there so I figured she was in her room typing out a story or something. I went in and pee'd and slowly open the door and peeked in see what she is doing. She was at her desk but her pants and panties were on the floor.