I shut my eyes at the pleasure and quickly forget all about the man still staring in and watching the whole thing. My pussy quickly gets sopping wet f...om all the pleasure. Derek reaches his right hand a little lower and maneuvers a finger into my wet hole. I moan softly at the feeling. He moves it in and out at a good pace. Without my noticing, he lets go of my left breast and reaches into his pocket. He quickly pulls out a black bandana and manages to tie it around my eyes before I can get a. "Hey " I knew he was working too. There was little chance of him responding, but maybe he would, who knew? Soon I found facebook boring and I opened the Photo Booth application and began to examine myself in the camera. I had to admit, I didn't look too bad. I was clearly overheated, as it was June in an un-airconditioned building, but my long, straight brown hair looked pretty good. The arousal I had been experiencing had apparently translated into my nipples being hard. I could see them. It stood before me in all its glory, begging for its time. I washed it, gently stroking my hands along its length. I made sure it was perfectly clean from base to tip. My hands continued my petting until I felt compelled to taste and feel it in my mouth. It was slick and warm. My hands grabbed his ass as I impaled my mouth onto his steel rod. Groaning in my enjoyment of him I was happy on my knees pleasuring him. He didn't seem to want to cum in my mouth this time because he pulled me up.. Soon the Ativan began to take effect and the thrashing and back-arching eventually stopped. Fred had continued his comments to Brenda trying to calm her, "Easy, Brenda. Easy, Baby. You're okay..." his voice soothing as he chanted it over and over."Why are you suddenly calling her, 'Brenda?'" Doctor Harris asked, his tone frustrated.Fred was still holding his hands on the young woman's shoulders, albeit a lot more gently now that the drug was taking effect. He was standing on the opposite side.