The hum of the machine, which was previously a background noise, now grows to take over my hearing. The machine is speeding up. I cheer on the inside ...s the machine now ravages me. It speeds up slowly. Gaining more and more speed with each thrust, allowing me less recovery time between strokes. It is ramping up. My walls hugged the dildo for so long, now the dildo attacks them at every opportunity. The lips at my entrance are now pulled back as far as they can go, as if they are trying to avoid. Massaging.caressing my nipple. Covering it with hot kisses. And bites. “ fuck me.. stroking me deeply. I melted to her stroking me. As I lifted my hips to her and we melted into oral sex. Pulling on my nipple. Biting the tip of her nipple and kissing her breasts. I began licking her nipple. Slow. Blowing cool kisses on her breast .as I pecked her nipple, caressing her vagina. Bite herbtip. Licking the tip of her. Nibbling her tip. Pecking her tip.softly. Pulling down slow. Circled her with cool. This was really a lot of fun. Every body was watching at me, I was the centre of attention, the talking stopped and the staring begun at my tits, arse and long hair. To the sound of an old disco song “Tainted Love” at loud volumes I started dreaming and fantasizing about blow jobs. The song was good to move to. We had learned to take dramatic pauses on the catwalk at various times which is what I did. A man down below was staring wide eyed at me. He looked good. So I tried something.I. They were just finishing unloading the firewood when I got back outside, and I heard the delivery man talking to Owen.“When you need coal, I can supply good anthracite in the correct size for forges,” he was telling Owen.“I’ll remember that when I need more coal,” Owen told him. He rode the wagon down to the gates, and closed them, as the firewood was the last delivery of the day.I had started some potatoes boiling by the time he returned, and had brought in more firewood with me. I had seen.