With that, I picked her up do my now semi-hard dick was pinned against her pussy. She wrapped her legs around my back and grabbed her little ass. She ...eld onto my neck with one arm and reached down with the other. Within seconds I was dangerously hard. I lowered her body down so my cock could get inside her. She guided it to the opening. I perched her on my cock, the head already halfway in her. I swear, I could have let go of her entirely and she could have balanced on my cock like that. I. Blondie used the wetcloth to clean up her other hand and Fran's pussy and asshole, while Fran caughther breath. (She also wondered if the potion had anything to do with just howpowerful her orgasm was.) Blondie finally un-strapped her from the table. Fran rubbed her freed wrists,as her focus slowly returned. Blondie left the room as Fran sat up on the table,trying to get some feeling back into her legs. Blondie returned and held upthe red robe again. Fran slid to her feet and finally made her. After an hour, he started rooting through the parts. "Looking for something?" Mindy asked. "Yeah, I'm looking for part number fourteen." "I'm part number fourteen!" Mindy said. Guy stood and turned her face to the side. "Oh, so you are!" He told Mindy to get naked and lay on the floor and then he slid several accordion panels onto her body, forming what would be structural bulkheads of the machine. As the day progressed, and _Pink Floyd_ wailed out "Welcome to the machine!". She understood what he was going through. It had taken her a century to get over her first true love. After taking care of and nursing him in the last years of his life, watching him slowly waste away, she'd placed him on his funeral pyre and lit it herself, consumed with grief even as the raging fires consumed his body.But, even though she had missed him terribly for centuries after, if Kuba had suddenly shown up a hundred years later, she realized she would have been so terrified she'd have.