He reached in the night stand and pulled out the lube and made it real squishy up there. He growled, ‘You want to be treated like a little slut?’ ...I wanted to feel him in me so badly, but I decided to play along with his game. He’d get the feeling of satisfaction from letting me know who was boss and I’d get to feel like a dirty little cum slut. The whole idea of it was really beginning to get my ass to quivering. When he finally rammed his thick, tool into my ass, I played it for all it was. " I see what you mean. It really is odd, isn't it? The line of hills behind our base shows practically nothing, but the deeper you get into the swamps, the stronger the field is." You've got it. We don't have the usual orbital photos to work from here. Too much fog and cloud cover. But, when you map a large enough area, you can see that this range of hills has an almost constant curvature. When we integrate that curvature against the magnetic field, they match fairly closely. The science boys. "Oh yes, but you have told me that Seth is all right. That is the important thing. I have some sherry. No liquor, I'm afraid, but perhaps just a glass of cool water or some buttermilk." Nothing, thank you, Mrs. Williams. I'll bid you good night. I must return home. Mrs. Bouve, you know, hasn't been well since..." His voice dropped, and he looked at his empty sleeve and then at Seth's mother. Perspiration dotted his face. "Perhaps a glass of water," he said."Yes, of course. Just a moment." Mrs.. As the train would set off, her hand would reach back slyly behind her and she started squeezing my now rigid cock and grasping the shaft to slowly masturbate me through my trousers, occasionally stroking my balls then up along my shaft to the swollen tip... I was just starting to feel myself getting pretty horny and needing to cum which although very erotic, I must confess instilled a bit of panic in me! She continued this torture for few more stops then, suddenly, the carriage emptied.