She had no idea if there was a real problem or not, but the third person walked in, hit an ATM to get a few hundred bucks from a reloadable debit card... and then came straight to this machine. There were five others in the same group, but the woman waited specifically for the person to leave the specific machine. Not even five minutes into playing she hit a bonus game on a max bet. Perfectly they hit only the highest bonus items. Instead of continue placing the max bet, like statistically happens. We are drinking beer, remember?” “I will help you, no problem.” “I did it by myself this morning. It took me twenty minutes to pull down my panties, and I even used my feet, believe me or not. But I coped with the problem. Now, however, I don’t have nerves for that. I’m so… worn out.” “Hey, stop crying, Galia. I will assist you, don’t take on so!” “But it’s so awkward… a stranger…” “Oh, come on, what are neighbors for!” ***I was waiting outside. When she flushed the toilet, I went in to. “I’ve kept you from your whisky too.”“Hmm!” said Peter solemnly. “I’m afraid I’ll have to report you to the headmistress when she gets back.”“Please don’t,” she whispered but her eyes were sparkling again. “She might spank me.”“Doubt it,” replied Peter. “Corporal punishment is forbidden these days. Mind you, she might hang you up by your plaits for half an hour.”“I haven’t got plaits!”“Oh! Nor you have! Oh well! I’d better give you a kiss instead then.”He pecked her forehead. Her arms tightened. Her fingers gripped tightly on the fabric of the couch.Kennedy brought her down slowly, a few soft kisses and licks right where she needed them the most but could barely stand then without squirming. It was a few minutes before Buffy could speak, her skin flushed and sweaty.“So, these training wheels,” she began, her abdominal muscles jumping where Kennedy was lightly caressing her bare stomach, “do they work both ways?”Kennedy let out a throaty chuckle, her voice thick with desire.“Remember.