If she thoughtI was slacking off in my work I would feel it in my slave clit and balls.She didn't hesitate when it came to pushing the button. She sai...d shewould make me do it with a tooth brush held in my mouth if I didn't makeit shine. It must have taken 4 hours to finish the 2 floors. I wasexhausted when I finished and mistress reattached the funnel to my gagand gave me a fresh serving of her golden beverage. I was grateful tohave a drink even so.She then strapped a vacuum cleaner to my hand. Their breastspushed into each others, and their soft skin rubbed up as well. They wereboth sweating and Jim began to feel tired. He had never continuallypushed into his wife for 17 minutes. This was a far greater task then hefigured, but he fought it and kept thrusting, and finally she came and hefollowed. It was the greatest relief of his life. He rolled off her ontothe sheets in sheer exhaustion. Sarah watched him as he fell asleep. Thenext morning he awoke as himself, and he left to pick up. .. er his arms behind his back, not that he seemed to bestruggling very much. No, the look on his face showed sometrepidation, but I could tell that it masked something else. Desire.Something deep inside me reacts to this image, for a second I imaginemyself in that position and you know, it feels really good. But I amat work, so try to fight it down and get the job finished.In the next image, I... oh, heck, call it me since that's who it is,is back to kneeling on the floor. Except that this. Her face wasexamined by a physician who said it bore no traces of any allegedplastic surgery!"'Veronica' tried to speak, but Steele stopped her. "You'll get to tellyour side of the story, later."She sank back and buried her beautiful face in her hands. She wascaught more and more in a nightmare!'Veronica' listened as Mr. And Mrs. Cooper said they had no doubt thattheir daughter was their daughter and she had been home all night withthem the evening when Mr. Lodge was shot. They also said that.