“You like?” Matt looked up from his work to see Fliss’ head arched back on the arm of the sofa. “Oh fuck yes.” she breathed. “It d...oesn’t get much better than this.” Matt smiled as he stepped up from the floor and kneeled on the sofa with her, “Oh yes it does.” Keeping his left hand under her bottom, Matt spread his fingers wide so he could bring her up and down as he wanted, then he brought his thumb up to her opening, slowly eased it inside her and started to move it gently in, out. ”I shuddered, my pussy clenching on Alicia's fingers. “Thank you, Mistress, for letting your slave eat your pussy.”“Oh, you are sooooo welcome. Mmm, jam that tongue into my twat and make me cum!”I did. I was a slave. I just had to obey. I didn't really like pussy. I was just confused. It was easier cooperating. I swirled my tongue through her pussy as Alicia thrust a fourth finger into my snatch. I gasped, trembling as she pumped them in and out of me so fast.My orgasm swelled, the friction. .. my legs parting some more ... the head was kissing my pussy lips ... then parting them as it entered."Oh no ... Johnnie ... please no" It was a mere murmur said with no authority behind it"Shhhh ... shhhh ... almost there my love" he said reassuring me as he eased it further inside. I could feel myself expanding filling with the fullness of his erection."Oh sweetheart ... sweetheart ... you feel sooo good my love ... I'm almost there now a little further ... oh that's it honey ... I'm all. Ross of Birmingham had a bright idea. His frames consisted of a waist belt attached by rods to two thigh rings. The thigh rings were connected at their lowest point by an extensible screw, to allow for anatomical differences. Belt and rings were further connected by rods that slightly stiffened the frame without making it completely rigid. From the front and the back of the frames four 3" metal limbs stuck out. The limbs were the entire raison d'etre of the Ross frames, that's to say providing.