They just stared at one another, gasping in a haze of animalistic gratification.“I’m not done with you yet,” Ratchet growled as he stepped out o... his dungarees. Lifting her body back onto the blanket and pushing her torso backward, he ordered her to hold her legs wide apart for him. Ratchet lightly began bouncing his rock-hard knob on her pussy, before taking a firm hold of his dick and slapped her pussy-lips severely. Instinctively, she closed her legs.“Don’t ever close your legs again,” he. His hands on her thighs kept her spread and pushed upward slightly to keep her ass at the perfect level. The tail in his hand reinforced his control over her, and as he tugged on it, he could feel her body react. He traced her labia, every bit of it, and when he felt that she was likely open enough for him, he lashed her clit with the tip of his tongue a final time for good measure.He stood up, pulled his shirt over his head slowly, letting his skin get revealed, and his taut body get put on. Inwent the spreader again, and in went two more vodka-soaked tampons, andout came the spreader. My vagina was so cold already I could barelyfeel anything inside there. I could tell there was stuff inside me, butI was so cold down there it was numb.Vodka was dripping all around my pussy now, that I could feel - thecold, wet vodka was dripping out of my wet soaked and frozen pussy.Monique massaged my stomach a bit, below my belly button. I could tellshe was careful to not do little trick of. She rolled over hard against me and slowly started to stroke my cock again “Do you think you can get that up again before we have to go to work” she asked “and by the way my name is Desley - just boring old Desley”“Well sweetheart, you are far from boring but you’ve just been bored well and truly. I’m Lew by the way and yes, with your talent you’ll have me hard when you need it. Now tell me your story” I insisted.She started. She was an engineer - one of the first female engineers to make it.