“I’m the best in breed, you know, and here I am with a frightful little commoner for company,” breathed Wanda into his ear.“I’m beautiful ar...n’t I, almost flawless. Wouldn’t you love to kiss these full red lips,” said Wanda, licking his cheek and tasting a mix of cologne and moisturiser. The Captive shakes his head obediently, fear and excitement coalescing to create a curiously glazed expression.“Kisses, bitch,” said Wanda, dripping candle wax onto his chest. She grabbed his cock.“Aw, little. . now it looks like I might not be able to go naked anywhere again in public and still keep my place in the choir or even just the church in general. It’s all gone just so horribly wrong and I just don’t know what to do. Mom and Reverend Unsworth are even cutting their honeymoon short by a whole week just to get back here to sort the whole mess out. It’s horrible, just horrible.”Mrs Terrence looked softly at Jessie then asked, “But what about your friend Carrie. Kate told me what had happened. To most people, they looked like white camouflage patterns, or the speckled skin of a cow. But to those with a dirty mind, they had the exact effect she’d intended - the tattoos looked like the bursts of cum that Rob had twice splattered her face with the previous day.No, the first thing that people noticed was either her outfit, or the tattoos on her exposed stomach and back.Remembering what Rob had said about enjoying the trampiness of her cunt-tattoo, Dakota hadn’t held back in the. Realizing that she could intensify the impending orgasm by doing the same thing, she slid her fingers down from Gretchen's clit toward her vagina. Stiffening her fingers, she plunged the two of them as deeply as she could into Gretchen's vagina, and brought her thumb to bear on Gretchen's clitoris, rubbing it back and forth as quickly as she could.Gretchen's reaction almost scared her. Her hips snapped up off the bench, and she emitted a guttural yell. Her breath thundered in and out of her.