He told her his friends were coming over and he wanted them to see how sexy she was. The outfit was a sexy teddy that could unsnap at the crouch and t...e tittie cups had holes for her nipples to poke thru. She looked like an innocent slut as her dad wanted her to look for the friends. .The men soon arrived and she was standing in the middle of the room. She looked so sexy in the "fuck me" lingerie. Her dad then pushed in the metal rack and tied her to it. Her arms were tied above her head and. Could she know whether it was Tom, could she guess who among these men she fantasized over was pleasuring her? But she would never dare to let them know what thoughts were running through her mind. She had kept herself in check, but she had found her hands drawn more frequently under her skirt and rubbing themselves, pressing hard against her clitoris, making herself moan with pleasure that radiated from her hot crotch. She felt it was not enough, she needed to feel something bury itself inside. I could feel the need oozing off of him. His hand pulled me against him."After all this time, you still want your turn?" His hand cupped my ass. I could feel his hard cock pressing against me."Why wouldn't I? You're even sexier than in high school." The feel of him against me. The memories of that one night, and so many others. There were doors on either side. "The one over there is empty." We were moving casually across the room. But I'm sure people noticed. Those guys who remembered me from. "I was talking to Miss Roberts." John retorted. "I'll talk to you in a minute." As your lawyer Angela, I advise you to remain silent. This cretin probably can't spell the words anyway." Joe said calmly."Are you her lawyer?" John asked feigning insult, "Why would she need a lawyer?" You know I am, you dunderhead, with inconsiderate morons like you working this case. The killer is probably the only person who doesn't need a lawyer, because you're too stupid to catch him." Joe was seething with.