I was peering into the slots of the motor housing to see if there were more than one lubrication point, when Ronnie returned. At my shoulder her hand ...ppeared, with a thick glass, rubberbulbed medicine dropper."Thanks."She leaned against me, her head on my shoulder, and she watched what I was doing. I could feel her soft hair against mine.I used the glass dropper to draw oil from the jar, then peered through the grill, twisted my hand through an opening, and squeezed oil into the spout of the. He felt like such a pervert fooling around with Kathy. He was so very ashamed. Figuring that his engagement to her daughter was over, he didn’t know what to say in defense of his inappropriate sexual actions with Irene’s aunt, Donna’s sister. ‘No, um, we, um, were just talking,’ he said. Instead of looking at him with shame and instead of asking him to leave her house and leave her daughter, Donna looked at him as if he was a stripper at a bachelorette party. She put her arm around his waist. *SMACK SMACK SMACK*“You said you didn't want it, but I think you were lying... Bet you'd love to be punished the way Jeanne was. Wouldn't you, slut?”“Yes, Mistress!”“Wouldn't be much of a punishment for you... You love cock too much.”“Yes, Mistress! I love cock!”“And not just any cock... Big, fat Umbra fem-cock!”James moaned out his agreement and she rewarded him with another spank.*SMACK*Cereza could enjoy this pleasurable rutting forever, but she badly needed to cum again. Her sizable sack. I winced with a whine as my pent-up blue-balls retreated, sending a wave of dull pain through my groin!“What's the matter, baby, did Mistress Z leave your balls a little full?” Lori chuckled.“Uh-huh,” I croaked.“Okay, baby... I’ll leave you alone so you can eat your lunch,” she said with a smug little grin.Lori casually ate her lunch, and I tried to ignore the dull throbbing as I ate my lunch, pondering her ‘special dessert’ innuendo and replaying the morning's events in my head. I knew better.