But no, and soon they were once again sitting back and waiting for my steel bar, hair-trigger penis to give them a sign that it was safe to proceed.Th...s went on and on, a third time, and a fourth, and I lost count. My cock felt like it had never been as huge and rigid, and I was certain my balls were like swollen, Smurf-blue baseballs before they were done. My entire body was so tense, so much time spent on the razor edge of orgasm, that I was starting to tremble, feeling the strain in every. . inwards. She hit the switch on one of the bay doors and the one on the far end rattled it's way up.There was a clean floor, a work bench and several machine tools; a couple of old lathes, three mills, a planer or two, two drill presses, vises, a tempering furnace, a pipe extruder and no crimp bender, an old Miller Falls 240 arc and some gas welding tanks and hoses ... stuff ... that was there when we bought the place, probably junk, the last owners wouldn't have left the crap if it had. At noon, Ellen stuck her head in to call Heather for lunch. Ellen droveher and Nancy to the country club. She treated her two best girlfriendsto lunch at her exclusive club. They all chatted away, discussing theirwork day. Ellen was delighted to hear Heather's assessment of thesituation. It was far better than she could have hoped for. She wasbuoyant, almost to the point of being giddy. No mention was made ofHeather's masquerade, aside from Ellen subtly reminding him to touchup hislips. "I want your cock, fuck me!, Fuck my asshole!" I was starting to feel a little in charge, so I pulled my fingers out and told her to roll over. She did and I watched those tits wobble, nipples threating to explode on her chest. I put my fingers to her lips and told her to lick her ass juice of them. She opened her mouth and sucked my fingers. It was so hot knowing those fingers had just been in her ass. But her lips felt so good I then moved up and offered her my cock again. "No, Bobby, I want.