Also, the weather was definitely turning colder. It had snowed lightly the night before, and Eric definitely wanted to be in the city before winter se... in. So he started pushing himself as hard as he could, while maintaining the fiction that he was a normal man.Eric was even considering paying for a ride in one of the coaches that seemed to ply the roads. Now that he was farther north, the towns were apparently large enough to support something as expensive as a coach service.The coaches were. Each was restrained in the rigid frame. The cuffs around their ankles were mounted to brackets atop steel pipes jutting from the floor. A third pipe was visible forward of the other two, attached to the brace at their stomach. The mounted girls leaned forward, about forty-five degrees, breasts hanging down. Between the pipes supporting their legs a multi-jointed robotic arm was positioned with two shiny phallic probes, one penetrating their cunt and the other (thiner) penetrating their asshole.. She spread her legs for him, no words spoken but everything that needed to be conferred was right there in her eyes. Those big wonderful eyes that he felt like he could drown in if he wasn't careful. Positioning himself at her opening, hard and ready but teasing her slightly and enjoying that energy that she was giving off in fierce waves. He rubbed the head up and down her lips making her wetter and causing her to moan lightly. "Beg me, show me you want this... Let me know how badly you want. After all, Max did come across as the kind of aggressive young man who made it a point to chase down women till he had their way with them. I wasn’t naive enough to think any more of our encounter than an erotic coupling. But somewhere within me there was a sense of disappointment that I may never again get another night of wild sex like the one I had spent with Max. So around a fortnight later when I finally heard from him I was pleasantly surprised. Max had called out of the blue in the.