She was moving down on me now, but the expression on her face was one of wonder. It was one that I had never seen on a woman's face before. She seemed...to be experiencing every millimeter of me as she pressed herself down, letting me into her body.Her weight settled onto me, and I felt her astride my thighs, taking me inside her fully. We were totally joined now, but there was no movement, just a connection. Emotional, physical. I felt her hand come up to cup my cheek, and her mouth opened. “Yad Enitnelav” he said out loud and laughed at his own stupidity, as he reversed the letters of the feast day, but that cheerful moment passed instantly, as moments do, and his spirits fell back into their own personal slough of despond.He finished preparing his body for the day, and wished he did not have to face it at all. He contented himself with grapefruit and muesli for breakfast and washed it down with two mugs of tea.Outside his kitchen window the wind had risen, the clouds were dark. At least they thought they could trust him.Rosalie spent the next hour and twenty minutes in the front of the diner cleaning up, restocking napkins, and filling condiment bottles and such. She figured as long as she was there, she could get a jump on her daily morning duties and get a jump on Monday’s morning rush. The Stephens Brothers worked diligently on the compressor during that time. They had it up and working inside of an hour and were now busy cleaning up their tools. Well, Duane was. “Now lick her clitoris and vagina as you expose them to apologise to her for being a pathetic boy!” Again he obeyed his owner my Mistress moaned softly as his tongue explored her vagina and clit. “Remove my suit completely and stand in the corner and watch me fuck my toy, you may wank if you must but don’t make a mess” “It’s ok” his owner responded “The pathetic piece of shit will cum in his tights again” the two women laughed. “Lie on the bed” she ordered I crawled towards the centre of the.