The fully street clothed Master raised His free left hand and, palm upward, traversed it from just below the reddening breasts to the wet valley where the buzzing shaft moved in and out, almost magically.The fully street clothed Master raised His free left hand and, palm upward, traversed it from just below the reddening breasts to the wet valley where the buzzing shaft moved in and out, almost magically. The feel of the rippling muscles intensified under His palm as Linda responded to His touch and her hunger rose to be further fed by the deeply buried, pistoning shaft and the slapping nine well oiled thongs. Traversing the palm back and forth over the wet belly, Master Paul increased the tempo and the force of the cat as Mistress Marla drew the nipples yet further downward. The gurgling moans from above became a soft keening but muffled scream as the buried shaft was drawn inward out of sight and the belly muscles contracted tightly. "DON'T STOP,.......INCREASE THE FORCE AND THE TEMPO....AND WATCH AND FEEL!", Mistress Marla exclaimed. He did and the muscles beneath His hand tightened still further as the once buried shaft flew out of its wet and open hiding place and literally shot across the red tinted chamber and fluids flowed from the now empty and rippling hole to drip down onto the floor and meet the tightly pressing palm as it traversed from reddening breasts to wet valley and back. The keening, muffled scream above became a seeking moan. Marla released the nipples and took the cat from His hand as He stepped backward, extended the fingers and thumb of His left hand, wrapped them tightly together and thrust the pointed hand into the empty, spasming, dark and wet chamber of sexual pleasure....inward....ever inward until the hand had disappeared and only the wrist was visible extending from the valley between the widely spread, bound legs that quivered and rippled with obvious pleasure and hunger. As His hand sank into the wet orifice, Master Paul felt the rolling, churning innards of his slave wildly reflecting the multi-orgasmic state of the "flying" Linda. He opened the finger tips and began massaging the soft, round cap before them with it's split 'mouth', teasing and moving the churning cervix and in a way that caused the wet walls around his imprisoned wrist to massage and alternately tighten and release endlessly until a long, urgent and muffled scream was heard from above and all of the muscles contracted and then relaxed and the sound from above ceased. |