I tugged her nipple with my teeth and when she moaned I bit her a little harder, then a little more, until she gasped and jerked away. That was good; ...ow I knew how hard I could go. I was fast learning.I went from one breast to the other and repeated the ministrations, using just the right amount of pressure with my lips. After ten or more minutes of adoring her maternal breasts, sucking, licking and suckling, again and again I began to move down, licking the curved underside of her breasts. I. "Molly grabbed his head and kissed him, hard, her tongue driving deep into his mouth, dueling with his, her hips grinding into him. She curled a leg around his thigh, locking him to her as she rubbed her mound against him, moaning out her fresh orgasm into his open mouth. She could feel him getting hard again, surprised it was happening so soon, happy that it was. He slipped a hand between them grasping his rapidly inflating prick, directing it to her dripping wet vagina, easily entering her.. "You've had two strokes already, so your next count will be three. Also, if you forget to count out loud, or you stand up, the stroke is repeated," Mary said. "So give him his next stroke." "Okay," my wife answered. "Here comes number three!" I felt the tapping of the cane, heard the whistle, then SPLAT. I took in a deep breath and said,"Three, thank you, ma'am." "Give him one more, then I want to give him the last two strokes," Mary said. Tap, whistle, SPLAT. "Four, thank you, ma'am,". He climbed to his feet, noticing a few forks in the cavern. He had to make a decision if he wanted to survive. After a short debate with himself, he chose a narrow path that looked as though it was man-made. He began to walk briskly, hugging the wall as much as possible. Hisses of spiders could be heard from a nearby cavern, however Steve wasn’t focused on monsters. His main goal was escaping. Deeper he went into the cave. The hisses grew fainter and eventually light began to emerge. His walk.