I close my eyes tight as the feeling of penetration rides up my spine like a golden amber wave. Flickers of light and memories s**tter across my eyes....Hands run through my hair again, and a cock rubs against my mouth. My lips part of their own volition and the warm hazy smell of a human being in close proximity to my face overwhelmes my senses. I hear voices but the music drowns out any meaning to the words. Only their tone conveys any meaning. The cock in my mouth shudders and floods me with. She felt the last ounce of dignity she had held in this town had been ripped from her. She had produced gushes of juices which now covered the phallus and her inside thighs. Her entire body was covered with sheen of sweat and her blonde hair was matted and clinging to her body. And still the machine kept pumping relentlessly, its vibrations now proving to be an irritant. Grace now hung her head, no more defiant postures. She felt tears forming in her eyes. She didn’t want it, but she. Alexander had decided to stay for a while - a long while, maybe for ever. Although he had been born and educated in England and had always thought of himself as one hundred per cent British, the pull of his ancestral country and in particular this part of it was far stronger than he could ever have anticipated."We would always welcome you as one of our brotherhood, Count Alexander. I see you are a troubled man and I would greatly like to help. If you can find peace within these walls you are. I want more, but let's take it slow and make it last. Once again, we were in total agreement, and our next stroke was a copy of the first, even to our mutual sighs of bliss. The third was as slow and just as good, as was the fourth and the many more that followed. By then, the Aqualube had fully liquefied and was working perfectly. There was no friction at all, just the tightness of her ass and the adjacent channel and her muscles massaging my cock. We fucked like that for a long and wonderful.