She put her skirt back on, and pulled on her blouse. I watched her dazed. No woman had ever made me cum as hard. She licked her lips, giving me one la...t look, as she clacked away. I stayed still, on the bench, for a long time. I must have nodded off, because when I woke up a male trainer was taking my pulse. “Oh god, I thought you passed out and I was going to have to fill out a report.” His voice was husky, and his face pleasant to look at. I could smell the scent of sex in the air, and I. “Indeed. Maybe a rub would satisfy your lust?” Lady Florence gathered her petticoats and went to sit beside George on the lounger. “My, my George! All this talk of money has enflamed your ardour. Perhaps we should talk of pounds shillings and pence more often.” “It was not the money which caused that, my dear. You look particularly handsome by the lamp light and the way you handle your whisky…. arghhhhh.” George sagged back with delighted contentment as Lady Florence took his member deep. ” “You don’t want to, and it was a stupid bet.” “I took it, though. Look, I promise I’ll try to relax.” “You don’t have to.” “Okay. Forget the bet. I’ll do it for you.” The way he said it made her heart soar and her eyes even go a little misty. “You’d do that?” He tugged her back toward the bed. “Sorry I was being such a jerk. You want to, and I’ll try. Okay?” “You’re sure?” “Yeah.” Unable to hold back the grin spreading across her face, Natalie retrieved the toy and a bottle of lube. She put. Her body was more than ready and letting her know. Again a beep and the cock was quickly gone, back to the lubing compartment, leaving her pussy dripping and abandoned. Could this thing be any more annoying? She waited as the arm returned to hover below her slit. Is it a malfunction? After at least 5 minutes, she was still waiting. Go ahead, tease me some more, think I care? I’ll still be here waiting when you get around to it you fucking pile of scrap. Right there! Empty hole! Go ahead, fuck.