Some wrote of Bella’s courage in embracing London’s most seedy elements. Others of her irresistible beauty and winning charm. Yet from every elega...tly inked line and curlicue there hissed a thwarted, desperate malice. Even Sophie could admit that Bella had been exceptional. Her arrival in a crowded ballroom was like a rock being tossed into a still pond – her presence would ripple though the crush. Far more telling though, was that which stirred in the wake of the disturbance. Seeing a groom. "Stand!" Mike ordered Nadine.Michele was quietly sobbing."Move to the centre of the room!"Nadine complied and stood in the middle of the white shag carpet.Mike inspected her; totally appreciative of the magnificent sight before him. Nadine had a slim waist and her breasts were small and pert but she had her mother's ample ass; generous but firm. The sling-back high-heels he had forced her to wear pushed her ass out from her body provocatively. Her legs were long and coltish, well defined. “Don’t move them,” he commanded, still in that same low voice as he brought his hands back to her tummy. “Look at the people down there on the street. Can you see them going about their daily business in their own little worlds? They don’t know you’re up here watching... aroused. What would they see if they were closer? Would they see desire in your eyes?” He popped open the button on the top of her fly as he said this.Eve groaned as Cade’s fingers once again danced across her warm skin, newly. We had been sucking one another for only about five minutes when he got up and turned around, climbing on top of me on the couch. His big cock was poised at my pussy, and I was surprised that he was respectful enough to say, “Peggy, I just love your pussy, and I want to fuck you so badly. Do I have your permission, and are you on birth control?”I was squirming under him, and pushing my pussy up against the head of his cock, as I kissed him again before saying, “Yes please, Jessie, fuck me. But.