"So unless you want's a Steam Fucking machine or three at Two thousand guineas apiece I will bugger off while I can still walk." My dear chid, there i... no such thing as a Steam Fucking machine," she grasped the girl's arm and roughly pushed her through a door and along a short corridor.A door opened into a long chamber where a monstrous crankshaft with fourteen pairs of connecting rods serving twenty eight penetrators at twenty eight seats slowly revolved."That my child is a fucking machine. We. I smiled at her and pulled my chair up nearer to hers, leaned into her and gently kissed her lips at the same time resting my hand on her leg just below the hem of her dress, she eluded a little sigh and kissed back.I slowly ran my hand up under her dress and up her thigh, expecting to encounter panties I was surprised that for a woman who had second thoughts about taking if further was knicker less. As soon as my fingers touched her pussy she wrapped her arms around my neck and her thighs. They landed in the fields of barley, maize, and wheat, and stripped them bare, and then they were gone. Such a terrifying experience. Joe was due back in two days, I could hardly wait to see him again.That night Maria was fast asleep opposite me in my hut, and she was bathed most fully by the silvery light of the moon streaming through the entrance. She looked stunning. I took several minutes to have a rather good look at her, and I liked what I saw.As I lay back down on the old matted carpet,. Despite having hit through clothing, the whip marks were clear and painful looking, especially the one across her tits. That had been a good blow, even if it was a lucky one and once she was strung to the beam I took the opportunity to knead them causing her further distress. From my close proximity to her, I could tell from the smell, her body, like the others, had not been washed for some time and resolved to ensure more personal cleanliness for the inmates in the very near future.I gave her.