’ He moved closer to Jack and whispered to him his thought for their next move. Jack nodded and Chase sat Chloe up and held her in his arms on the e...ge of one of the bench like seats that ran down either side of the military van. He sat with her perched between his legs in front of him and he held one arm round her body and the other wrapped round her mouth. Being the only ones in the van Jack made sure the doors were locked and that they were out of site through the front windows. He returned. Mr. Rentz, however, seemed somewhat disappointed when he offered me a glass of Chenin Blanc ($120 per bottle) from a Northern California vineyard that would have cost $12 at Fred Meyer. Of course, the menu I had didn’t have prices on it, but I looked last night when I ate alone. The Dom here is $750 a bottle. Unbelievable.“So, Miss Finn,” he said, “from where do you hail.” He’s as pretentious as the menu.“Chatham, Mass,” I answered. “How about you?”“Seattle,” he answered. I told you he wasn’t. "Now, take the whip handle and fuck me with it; go on!"Gillian moaned as Rose let go of the whip. In a heaving terror, Gillian pulled the handle out of her throat and tried to put it to the wet lips of Rose's cunt, while at the same time, holding the white dress out of the way. Rose laughed and spread her legs, opening the dark- haired lips of her pussy for Gillian."Come on, ram it up me! You hate me, don't you?" No, no, I don't hate you!" Gillian wept, sliding the whip handle over Rose's clit,. "I wish to make love to you, Cassiel. I wish to show you the pleasures of the flesh so that you may feel me inside of you and know my true feelings." He reached out slowly, tracing one long lock of her hair that hung over her shoulder, his fingers softly moving over the satiny skin beneath.She gasped when he brushed against her nipple, strange feelings blossoming from under his caressing hand and swirling in her loins. She could feel a dampness there, between her thighs, a need to squeeze her.