She stopped and looked me in the eyes but I have only just started and continued to whip hard then soft.I was out of my mind but she continued hard th...en soft as I cried out in vain.Then after a while the pain seem to fade and I felt my shaft harden. She stopped and said I felt that now I know you are a pain slut and continued to whip.By now my shaft was quiet hard and she whipped hard then stopped getting her favourite vibrating dildo and had a loud orgasm.She then came to me and passed me some. I tip my nose towards her, sniffing whiffs of her dampness, her lust seeping from her puffed quim. She signals her approval of my actions with a crooked smile cracking across her flushed face. The sounds of moist fingers churning and probing faster and faster within her weeping hole fill the air and challenge her groans and quickening breaths to be heard. Face flushed now, her hips pulse and sway as she twitches, writhes and thrashes in her seat. She pinches her teeth upon her lip so hard I. It mounts up, y'see. We get docked for meals, a'course; you don't. But then, we can marry, sire young'uns and leave if we wants. Ain't a bad job, all in all. Feeds my family, and they's talking 'bout a better job soon, out West." Furnace eats a lot a'wood, eh?" Matt asked, watching it puff as the bellows operated. He could now see the glowing, open hatch into which straining crews dumped the big cartfuls of raw materials."We're goin' t'need about seven or eight thousand cords a year when that. The only seat vacant were the two immediately behind them and I sprawled back in the seat by the window and thought nothing more about it, concentrating upon my novel until glancing up I noticed the girl bent down peeping between the gap in the two seats and surreptitiously looking down at my shorts.I realised that the way that I was sitting (and never wearing pants) she was looking at the gap between my shorts and my thigh and was either actually seeing or trying to see my cock. I tried to.