Once again Florence figured prominently in this network of criminal plots.At the moment when chance informed Don Luis that old Langernault had probabl... died by foul play, at the moment when chance, by leading him to Hanged Man's Barn, as he christened it, brought him into the presence of two skeletons, Florence appeared as a murderous vision, as an evil genius who was seen wherever death had passed with its trail of blood and corpses."Oh, the loathsome creature!" he muttered, with a shudder.. He was very stirred by the smell of her and he sought the source of the scent.He kissed his way from thigh to thigh moving ever upward to her pussy and when he was close enough he rested and inhaled the wonderful sweet musk of her..then moved closer to drink the sweet juice of her.He kissed her cunt as he would her mouth...gently and teasingly,slightly more forcefully,probing a corner gently with his tongue and then pushing as far in as his tongue would go.He held her lips apart to make her. Moving to another tree a few feet away, she repeated the process, so she nowhad two chains, waiting for her feet. Not going to pull them wide apart, but,enough to stop her escaping. Picking up the ankle cuffs, Amy placed one on each ankle. Passing thesmall lock through the holes, ensuring that without keys, she couldn?t getfree. Sheila had the keys. Before locking her ankles to the chains from the trees, Amy picked upthe handcuffs. These were police issue cuffs, rigid, so that she would. Once again I could see she was soaking wet.“Panties have to come off too,” I ordered. She took forever pulling them off, teasing me as much as possible.“Now assume the position Kara,” I sternly told her pointing towards the desk.She bent over sticking her ass out as far as possible. I think she was beginning to enjoy this little game. I began spanking her bare bottom again with the same force as before, not enough to really hurt her but a little sting was the desired effect. Her cheeks were.