Meagan slowly slid her hands down her now slick wet belly and traced the lips of her wet pussy with her fingers. She slid her hand in between her legs... and stroked slowly, she could feel her clit as it stood out stiff with arousal. She moved her other hand to her breasts and began tweaking and twisting her nipples; imagining the look on Mike's face who only a short time ago was tied and at the whim of her will. With that thought she shoved her finger up her cunt and leaned back against the white. (Oh. Nude. Tingling. Slow and sticky.) And he told me just to amuse myself. It seemed he understood … could that really be true? For a moment I didn’t know what to say. And for a moment I thought again, ‘Mustn’t I invite Jan too to celebrate the joy of sex?’ But Jan said again, “Just go amuse yourself!” Ah, feminism with sex! From a ‘decent correct’ distance of less than two feet. To help me exercise my woman’s right to pursue my sexual happiness. And yet, oh dear, considerate, poor boy, how. Go to it." Can we introduce the 'Dungeon Dwellers' to Younger?" requested Sir Henry."Only if they promise not to blow up my ship's 'puters, and keep them, all of them, under control. Slow. Denny. Polack. I still have occasional nightmares about some of the things that happened with the Crypt." Hey!" Polack expostulated "you were part of that." True" admitted McCock "and now there is Henry Bollinger."Looks of realisation spread over faces as the Flock stared at the gnome.A life boat tentatively. You’re right hand is holding onto the chain of your left hand’s handcuff, trying to pull away.Even with the knife in my shoulder I still have a strong grip on your waist and you can’t get away. I pull my hand out of your pussy just before you climax and sit back, letting you go completely. I grab my shoulder in pain. The effort of fucking you was too much. I move to you with rage on my face. You pull back in fear and try to close your legs. I pull you on top of me with my good arm as I lay.