"You better do it, David," she said.David stumbled forward, and Joyce placed her hands on his shoulders, pressing him down. David was on his knees, hi...s eyes staring into her hair-lined pussy. Her puffy cuntlips glistened with moisture as Joyce stroked them with the tips of her fingers. He was about a half a foot away from her pussy.Joyce ran a hand over the top of his head, mussing his hair. Then she placed her hand on the back of his head, feeling him tremble. She pulled at his head, spreading. She sat on the chair, turned the vibrator on and placed it between her legsso it touched her clit. She closed her legs and leaned forward slightly readingthe letter again from her Master. She was dripping wet, soaking her pantiesas the vibrator hummed away. By the time she got to the detailed instructions,she had her first orgasm. And her third by the end of the letter. She was soweak and trembling. She stopped the vibrator and put it away. Shut off thelight and laid there, eyes wide open as. His left arm had a cast on it from his hand up to his bicep. It was resting on a rack that had been clipped to the table he was sitting on. He gave us a half-hearted smile and a tentative wave with his good hand as we passed by.Once again I was helped up on a table. This time my orderly told me I might have to wait a while. He pulled the curtain partway closed, blocking the rest of the room from my sight. I sat the edge of the table with my legs hanging over, swinging slightly and stared at the. Mark felt butterflies in his stomach as he looked down the line of dogs, two teams standing side by side, the sleds tied to pickup trucks. Ahead of the dogs stretched two rows of snow fencing, side by side, and there was a crowd standing behind the fence, looking on.This was going to be a long night, and they'd never run the dogs this far, before. They had made the run down the railroad line from Warsaw the previous weekend without any real difficulties, but that had been the longest they'd.