I watched in amazement as the whole length disappeared into herwith one mighty stroke after another, while she groaned and screamed,all muffled throug... the gag.The man in the heat of it all, "What areyou staring for? Punish her for her screams." What stamina he had! Butof course I ached to screw the beauty myself. I decided on the mostcruel punishments to think up. I dunked her tits into the cold bowl ofcream, which caused her to arch and spasm deriving more painfulpleasure from the. The photocells and heat sensors had been stolen from her own lab at work, though she had always told herself they were simply ?on loan?. She knew, though, that they would never be returned, and had managed to cover up their mis-appropriation by false accounting.So was her need to complete the machine, she had jeopardised everything. The box had become all consuming, often having to force herself to actually go to work, when she would have preferred to spend the time building the machine.But,. Would you like a glass of wine?” I pleasantly declined. I may have been stupid enough to come here, but I was not stupid enough to accept drinks from strangers. “Oh but you must!” he exclaimed. “What is a good evening without vino ?” He hastily walked over to the wine holder he had conveniently placed in the corner and reached for one closer to the top. As guilty as I felt for doing so, I could not help but be smitten by the way his muscles coursed beneath his modest, but beautiful clothing.. She laid there with her legs hanging off the bed, moaning, as Brian unfastened her skirt. He slid it down her legs and off, along with her shoes.The boyfriend that she had trusted picked her up and laid her on the bed. He then reached for Angela’s panties. He slid them down, exposing the nice soft patch of blonde hair on her pussy mound. Sliding them on down he removed them completely, leaving Angela totally nude. She continued to lie there moaning in her drunken stupor as Brian took off his.