1. Melody part 2


    Date: 12/4/2015, Categories: Fiction, Female / Girl, Lesbian, Males / Females, Author: abroadsword, Rating: 92.9, Source: sexstories.com

    to drive race cars?" I asked, my mind racing. "Yes thats what I wanted to, oh who cares." "I do," I explained, "Do you race." "A few times, I have a license but." she said. "What?" I asked. "Someone is fucking me Moron." she said, "Holding a conversation, Ah, is, Uggh, oh god I'm cumming." she calmed down, "I hate it when I cum, it's so embarrassing." "Race cars?" I probed. "Yes open wheel, except the team owners just screw my metaphorically and physically and I just get to race worn out crap." she said. "I have the other problem," I said, "Too much pressure, top quality equipment, no talent." "Wow, honesty." she said sarcastically. "I had a bad experience in the Army, I came round this bend too fast, ran wide." I explained. "So," she said, "So the land mine was in the wheel tracks and they guys following were blown to bits, it should have been me." I explained. "Oh you poor thing." she said, "Let me give you a big hug," she paused "Oh I can't you sealed me in rubber and there's some big Negro raping me." "Fine, but you try six months fighting the Taliban, it's not much fun." I explained. "That where you got the idea for this torture?" she asked. "Ah no." I explained, "and I got into trouble when I suggested we use it." she looked blank, "Gitmo.!" "Oh my God."she exclaimed. "Have you eaten?" I asked. "Spunk mainly" she said, "No I haven't eaten." she explained. "I'll sort something out," I promised. I called Miss Rawlings, "I think Melody may be ready." I explained. "Thank ...
    you sir, I'll be right down." she agreed and put the phone down. Miss Rawlings was about five six, blonde, blue eyes, nicely rounded but her skin betrayed her thirty eight tears, and she arrived slightly out of breath, "I'll use number two if you will install me sir." "What?" I asked. "PMT, I find a session here helps." she explained, as she punched her ID into the lock on her locker open ed the door, took out her moulded rubber wall plug and started to strip. I looked away in embarrassment. She kept her knickers on and pulled the two halves of the rubber ring tight around her, then she wound an elasticated strap around the outside to hold it together and sort of bounced towards prep one and the hole in the wall. I took down the picture of my second step mother and as Alex from IT screwed Melody, so Miss Rawlings sort of dived through. "Put a hundred more condoms in the dispenser please," she asked, "And put my panties in the locker and just close the door. she said before she pulled herself firmly into place. I went round to prep two. "You can call me Paula." Miss Rawlings was saying. "it's my turn!" "You do this from choice?" Melody asked. "PMT," Miss Rawlings suggested conspiratorially. "Comfy," I asked, Miss Rawlings nodded. "I'll do the bolts." I added. I fitted the lower flange, tightened all thirteen bolts, and as Alex moved aside I took Melody's ankle restraints and put them on Miss Rawlings ankles, after pulling down her panties to show she was ready for business. I ...
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