The symbolism wasn't very subtle but then, you wouldn't expect otherwise, would you?"She's hot," I agreed. "I bet you wish that was your prick in her ...outh rather than a vibrator." Mum," Charlie protested."But you would, wouldn't you? Is that what you'd like, a blow job?"Without waiting for the answer I knew he was too embarrassed to give I slid down the bed until my head was over his groin. I tugged down his pyjama bottoms to reveal his prick standing to attention. Taking it in my hands I put. I couldn’t get my hopes up, but damn, it made me hot. As we shovelled a ton and a half of coal into the conveyer to be conveyed up and drop into the bunker, my driver leant on his shovel for a breather. ‘My you’re going at it a bit. Anyone would think your pants were on fire,’ he laughed. I could take a bit of ribbing from him, after all, look at all he’d done to help. As loco supervisor he’d replaced a sick driver at the last minute, and it was a pleasure to be with him on the footplate. I. ? I dreadedhim moving, knowing it would hurt like hell.?When he did start to pull back, it was every bit a bad as I thought andI screamed again behind the gag.? I felthis fingers dip into my pussy again and when he pushed in, there seemed to be abit less friction. He must have put some of my cream on his cock and for that Iwas extremely grateful.? Picking upspeed, he worked his cock in and out, the pain still bad but not so much as atfirst. His fingers found my clit and began to rub it, his. "Candace was part of it, I guess," Toby smiled grimly."Oh," Beth replied -- but she didn't understand. "How?" She -- I don't have the terms -- submitted?" Toby replied. "I was really angry, and Candace suddenly fell all over herself to make me happy..."Beth blinked. "That wouldn't be the Candace I know..."Toby grunted. "It isn't -- and I don't know just how much or how often she flips over, which makes things tricky. But for now, though, I can dominate HER! The things I said in your bedroom.