I did not feel uncomfortable."So you like watching me in the mornings?" she asked straightforward. I was surprised that there was no judgment in her v...ice, only curiosity.I moved so that I was closer to her, on the wall near the door. I put my hands behind me and leaned back. I looked at the ceiling thinking about how to traverse the minefield in front of me. I went with what felt right."It's a reason to wake up," I told her. She smiled at me and I felt the lethargy of a cat stretching its. Her body suddenly convulsed as his mouth sucked her clit to a state that it had never been before. Her back arched and her hips bucked against his face. She was shaking her head no, not believeing what he was doing to her. Not believing her body was betraying her so badly. By keeping the pressure of his tongue on her clit, he kept her in that state for minutes. Alternating a little pressure with a lot and fingering her inside. She continued to buck until her body would take no more. In one. Effectively this thing was a trap for someone unsuspecting. The arms would drop and a helpless female, bold enough to ride the phallus, would be stuck. She knew the crate being returned was the key to her avoiding that fate…however it had happened. The arms released and could be returned, but how? She pushed and pulled on them various ways without affect. The phallus was still in place. The arms must have retracted right after she slipped on the crate. Somehow her weight shift must have been. “Ahhh!”Gabrielle couldn’t believe what was happening. This was impossible. Her heart was beating hard and fast. Her fear and astonishment were only increasing her excitement while Kyra pumped her pussy with forceful strokes.“How is she doing this..?!” Gabrielle wondered.Moments later, Gabrielle arched her back and bucked up and down from the ripples of a powerful orgasm.“Ahhhgg!”Soon it was all over. Kyra pulled back and admired Gabrielle’s exhausted form breathing heavily on the floor.“Thank.