? And you pull your fingers away from her beautifullips as she desperately gasps.? For amoment you consider unzipping your pants and letting her fuck ...ou with hermouth in that way that only she can, only she has learned.? But you are stronger than that!? ?Tonight we play a new game.?? You breathily mutter so she can feel yourwords.? She sleepily smiles and beforeshe speaks you put a hand over her mouth. Her eyes have still notopened.? Still she lies in that euphoricstate between sleep and wake. "Oh, shit," Jeff muttered.Inside were rows of neatly folded panties in every color of therainbow, the shiny material and lace exuding femininity."Select a ... pair of ... panties?" Dan muttered as he reached in toruffle through them. Maybe there was something else in with all thesexy panties?."You're not actually going to put them on, are you?" Jeff asked. Danonly looked at him seeing the cute, girlish expression. It was kind ofweird to see such a girly face with all that hair but hear his. The reaction was immediate and it started getting hard in his hand. Dave unsheathed it, the purple head appearing spongy and shining, as the shaft throbbed with the rhythm of my fast-beating heart. He moved the foreskin back over the head, saying “I agree, Bob; you do look better;” then, he unsheathed my cock again. “It seems to work perfectly… you’re getting hard.” “Yeah…” I replied, my voice broken by the increasing horniness; “sorry about that.” “Nothing to be sorry about,” he said, keeping. I knew this was not the end of my tortures. “Did we give you permission to rub yourself?” I heard Claire asking me. She had slapped me harder than the last time and I almost immediately came back to my senses.“Sorry, Ma’am,” I apologized.“You need to be punished for that,” she said as she grabbed my hair and dragged me. I fell off the bed and she continued dragging me towards the cross. “I am sorry, Ma’am, please forgive me,” I kept on begging as my body was being dragged all the way through.