Millicent could feel no movement of the air, but the candleflame danced and guttered as the darkness raced around her. She could feel another hot touc... running along her spine - under her dress - while yet another was coiling around her stomach. She could feel them pulse and tremble against her delicate flesh, and the moist heat of them made her head swim. She did not know what He was doing, nor even what He was capable of, but something in this abhorrent humiliation was touching her more. I finger fucked her for a few seconds, watching her eyes roll and hearing her breathing change. I pushed forward, her hand still around my cock. She seemed to understand, and guided my prick towards her hole. "Here's your tip," I said, pushing about an inch between her lips, hearing her gasp, "and here's the rest." I pushed the remaining six inches straight in, feeling her pussy straining to take it all in. Fuck, she felt tight! I started to pump into her, oblivious to her needs now, just. Lucille was all in black, t-shirt and jeans. Wenny had changed out of her uniform into a blue and white seersucker shirt, knotted under the ribs, and very short, stretchy shorts that left little to the imagination. Her hair was straight, parted on the left and swept only slightly sideways so there was a touch of the Hitler about it. Her strong black features gave her a forbidding appearance only alleviated when she smiled.We ordered some food and a bottle of Sauvignon blanc and I felt at ease. My knees not quite touching the floor but only on the bed from the waist up. My dress was up over my waist, and my thong had found it’s way down around my thighs. So there I was: exposed, lubed and ready for Derek. Whose weight was then on top of me, legs between mine and cock pressed so urgently against me! Unable to move in any real way, I reached behind myself and held my ass open for him. His cock pressed against me and then slipped inside, I squealed in pain and tried to get away. I.