In frantic haste, she finally grabbed a Bunsen burner, peeled from its inlet the rubber hose that fed it gas, then stuffed the hose end -- with much fooling around and irritated mumbling -- up inside her cunt.When she had it up as far as she could get it, she reached over and turned on the gas. An aching, cold feeling filled her lower belly, and she almost shut it off right away, but the fear of what might happen if she didn't continue made her suffer the misery for several minutes.When she finally decided she had forced the gas throughout all her inner tissues, and that her uterus must be well filled with the stuff, she could smell the odor of the inflammable vapor quite strong in the room. She pulled the hose out of her cunt.She shut it off, then tore the hose loose at the valve and took it with her back to the bathroom.It took her several minus to stretch the small hose over the luckily tiny nozzle of a lavatory faucet. In a few more seconds, she had a fairly satisfactory. When she opened her mouth and I felt her tongue touch my lips mine opened and our kissing got more passionate. Time stood still as we stayed locked together with my arms now wrapped around hers. I could feel her heart beating fast and then she ground her pelvis hard between my legs. Then just as suddenly as she had started she stopped. There was someone else there with her. Behind her in the shadows, and whoever it was, was whispering something in her ear. Then the shadow disappeared backinto the darkness.Doris pushed me away.“You’re going to break my heart,” Doris’ voice was suddenly full of anguish. “And you’re bad news. You’re already taken. Owned. Tell me it isn’t so?”I looked at her. I dropped my head.“I’m sorry,” that was the only reply I could make and even those two words I stumbled on.She nodded.“Thank you for being honest. Please leave.”Doris ran up the stairs.King took my hand and led me back outside into the yard followed by Kong and Fang.“It looks like it’s going to be.
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