With the helpless Harding properly secured, Nancy helped the Doctor wheel the frame out into the hall. They went down the hall; an elevator was at the end, and they pushed the frame inside. The "down" button was pushed, and it lurched slightly before starting to move slowly downward.About a minute later, the elevator stopped; the door opened, and the Doctor started pushing the frame out, followed by Nancy. They followed a narrow corridor, past the ersatz judge's box, and into an area that reminded Nancy of the contestants' staging area in the regulation ice rinks.Nancy took an ice skate down from the wall, and slowly unbound Tonya's left foot. She gently fitted the skate on, taking care not to wake her captive, then laced it up snugly, and re-fastened the restraint around her ankle. This was repeated for the right foot.While Nancy was working with Tonya's skates, the Doctor was busy himself, strapping a small chest pack into place underneath her oversized breasts; the tubes from. Jared stood behind it, facing me, his legs planted wide apart. His hips were thrust forward slightly, his shoulders hunched. The water that had rinsed the lower half of him clean cascaded down his stomach to glide in sheets over his legs. The rest of him was slicked over with foam. It clung to him in mounds and streaks, the skin of his arms visible, the hair on his chest obscured, and I could see where his hands had passed through the suds, leaving valleys the size of fingers.But it wasn't his chest that commanded my attention. It was the hand that gripped his shaft while the other cupped his balls. His knuckles glistened in the fluorescent light, shifting, tightening, rising. When they slid back down they revealed his dick--long and hard, rising out of a thick mat of dark hair.That glimpse could have been the end of it. If he hadn't seen me I could have walked away with an illicit peek to savor during quiet moments alone. But I was too slow, or he was too fast, and just before I.
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