The machine started to roar. Flame’s eyes pierced through the docile facade. And from the shadows of the room, a watching Flame smiled… Do I have any more room inside me? A weight was pulled out of her, forcing it’s pleasure as it left her abused. I shivered against the cold. Flame’s eyes pierced through the docile facade. And discomfort. “Scream for me now,” and Flame gripped my welt with all her strength. It was cold, but not uncomfortable. She was beginning to loose track) that she only remember a few. I was instinctively trying to force the intruder out of me, but even squeezing against it was sending shocks of pain through my body. Another noise started and I could feel a wetness being fired up against me from within the horse. Something was forcing its way into my cheeks. She was in enough trouble as it was, but this place was new.
