My nails pass over your back again I now see the site appearance of blood trailing the deep wide dark pink lines down your back. I grab your hips and ...ull you to me, smack that ass, squeeze your hips tighter fucking you hard and fast. Your moans so loud you whimper so despite, you looks so helpless. Reaching around I can feel your cock is still twitching and now oozing precum from the head of the device, I pause flicking it, it oozes a little more so I refocus on your ass. I pull out to watch. If she was going to trust herself to the machine, she first had to trust the machine itself.The only flaw, was that there could be no trial run. Once activated, the machine would do only what it was programmed to do, and, could not be stopped, not by her anyway.As she looked at her perfected work, she asked herself again, for the thousandth time, if she really wanted this. Did she truly understand the magnitude of what she was planning? One mistake, and it would be a fate worse than death. But. She giggled, "Horny! But then what else is new? I'm always horny in the morning. But for some reason today I feel hornier than ever!"I was a bit surprised at what she said, but the truth of the matter was that I'd been thinking about Sandy quite a lot lately. I wondered if her bush was as red as the copper-red colored curls that framed her beautiful face. I wondered if she would be interested in taking care of her obvious hunger by jumping my bones. Here was my chance. "Don't you have a husband. She took me in her left hand, leaning down against my side, her firm tits pressing against my stomach as she started to slowly slide her hand up and down my shaft, moving her mouth close and giving a rough slow lick to the underside of my head. I groaned again, enjoying the show she was putting on as she jerked me off.I asked her to keep giving me the handjob, and she smiled, saying that she’d never finished one before and that it would be her first. I was delighted. With every fifth or.