Melissa’s heart thumped in her chest. She lowered her head to the floor refusing to continue to make eye contact. Thoughts raged through her for the...time when –Melissa couldn’t stop the thoughts, ‘How many had there been’ she thought. In the three minutes it took for the other two actors to play out their scene, Melissa remembered everything. How many pussies had she licked in that time? How many orgasms had she given to women she hardly knew? How many men had fucked her or come down her. We began on the couch and ended on the floor. Her tits weren't big but they were waggers, firm and bouncing all over the place, thick sexy nips pointing up like hungry little love puppies. I don't think I'd even heard of a manicured puss, trimmed and shaved around the edges, much less seen one, but you could see her ripe slit and hard bud, open and wet and begging for attention. "Put it in!" she pleaded. "Oh, God, put it in! Fuck me! Please fuck me!" My tail is tiny, barely three inches hard,. Her breasts were pushed forward by this pose. Thegirl does know how to display her charms. The most erotic part of the pose however, was what youcould not see. Her bikini bottom had rolled down justenough as to reveal far more than normal, but notenough to of what everyone wanted to see. Soon oil wasflowing on Annette once more. This time its target wasbetween her breasts, where a small pool formed beforeflowing towards the bottom of her right breast. Itsflow was quickly stopped by Paul’s. While Priscilla was removing her mother's dress, Doug handed the whip to Ben and left the party. He returned a few minutes later, prodding Trevor into the room. The wretched banker, still wearing the yard long steel hobble and a towel wrapped around his waist, stumbled as he entered. His towel slipped and he clutched at it to cover his groin. He looked wildly around the room. Three abductors were sitting around a large coffee table, in front of the fire, on which Sophie and Priscilla were.