Donna relieved to be out of the disturbing corridor walked towards her “Give me your arms” and Donna did. Before she new it she had two clamps aro...und her wrists and was being hoisted up.“This machine is for the belly” ms Brendan spoke matter of factually, while Donna looked at her with wide eyes, surprised at how easy she was tied up and hanging in the work out machine.“Oh before I forget” ms Brendan said, and pinched Donna’s left nipple hard. Donna tried to scream, but the moment her mouth was. My favourites were the tiny little g-strings that were so small they hid nothing at all of her beautiful hairless lips, instead nestled in between them absorbing the moisture that had seeped into them throughout the day.She would always smile at me and lean back against the sink when we got into the kitchen, waiting for the question that she knew I'd ask,"Can I take your panties off please mummy?"She'd pretend to think about it for a moment or two, but the answer was always the same,"All right. ‘What can I use?…’ Suddenly he’s aware he’s falling. Tumbling and bouncing down the face. He has no idea how it happened. ************** ‘I can’t do this…’ A house. A staircase. Halfway down the stairs a man sits hugging his knees. A song plays in his mind in a endless loop. ‘Halfway up the stairs is the stair where I sit. There isn’t any other stair quite like it…’ He grins as he remembers the puppet singing the song on a childhood TV show. He knows he’s crying in the same way he knows he’s. Uuhhh. Uuhhh. Uuhhh. Ohhh." Stacy continued responding to my gentleness. Ohhh. Ohhh. Uuhhh. Uuhhh. Uuhhh. Ooohhhhhhh." Stacy was moving in time with my hips and thrusts now, her pace increasing as I did, her pelvic area grinding against mine. Stacy felt the stirrings deep inside her. Slowly, she was becoming very aroused. " Ohhh. Ohhh. Uuhhh. Uuhhh. Ohhh! OHHH! UUHHH! UUHHH! MMMMMMM!" Stacy clamped her mouth onto mine, darting her tongue in and out of my mouth as I did the same. Our tongues.