" All right, Brad," he said with an exasperated sigh. "Send her in here."Brad opened the door to the bathroom and crooked his finger. Monica stepped i...to the room."I guess you and Lauren are stranded here for the night," Reid said."It looks like."He gestured toward the bed. "You're welcome to sleep here if you don't mind sharing. I don't have anything to wear except my underwear -- so, if that doesn't bother you..." I don't have anything, either."Reid regarded her. She was wearing a black. I jerked my cock with more force. Angry. Sad. Jealous. I wanted to cum, and I wanted it to feel good, but I wanted it to hurt. I wanted it to be intense.“Are you OK?” she said.“Shit,” I muttered, sort of turning. Her hand was on my back. “Sorry. Uh, dream.”“Don’t be silly. I know what you were doing.”“What? Huh. No. Uh. Nah.”“You’ve been doing it for a week or two. I know. Most nights I just watch. I didn’t want to bother you. I just laid here and pretended to be asleep. I am sorry. I figured. He winces with surprise as the cat swings onto his hard cock, two or three strands tangling around his balls, and pulling them painfully towards her. ?Come on, sissyfaggot, can’t you dance just a little bit without being distracted by my whip?? Lia screams, laughing. She pulls the whip away and swings again, knocking the rat-traps off Knobby’s nipples, first one, and then the other, and he looks as if he may pass out.But the whip curls again, all nine tails around Knobby’s butt, making him jump. You run your hands through my hair, while kissing my neck and my throat, while whispering enticing comments into my ear. I shudders from your touch, and let out a few sighs and moans. You let your hands drop to caress my ass and pull my body against you while you kiss me deeply and sensuously. You slide your hand up underneath my skirt and stroke my bare skin. You move your mouth lower over my neck to the “V” of my blouse and strike flames on my skin with your tongue and gentle nips of your.