She just took a hold of my hand and pushed it up under her skirt. A loud moan escaped her lips as a warm rush of fluid coated my fingers. “No knicke...s,” I noted, feeling Claire’s fierce physical response as I touched her bare pussy. She was wetter than a fucked faucet and squealed as I pushed a finger between those pouting outer lips.“Not out here,” she hissed, escaping my grip. I followed like a dog on heat, sniffing at my sticky fingers as she made a beeline into the Gents and holed-up in a. " What?" The man who had first offended her was aghast, "Me? I... I've barely been here two months! I'm not worthy to put my hands on your seal!" Not your hands, no..." Chrys said, folding her arms under her head and smiling back at F.B., looking obscenely comfortable on her mountain of pillows, "Which is why you're going to take it out with your teeth."Lauren watched F.B., his eyes wide and his whole body trembling, as he slowly sank to his hands and knees, crawling over to where she lay. . but look at you now. I’ll see you hanged in full justice, and your humiliation in that manner is guaranteed now. Though this but a sweet game fro which you may escape to know further humiliations, it is oh so real to me ... and you’ll know where my desires and fantasies will take me when I see you struggle on the rope.” Creed now threatened to jet his mess to the shroud as he cowered in abject and wholesome submission under the delighted applause of the women to such a profound speech, his. "She laughed at that, and asked with a chuckle, "Is there anything else you want now?"“Going down on you." My perfect fantasy would involve being tied up, a blow job and licking Kennedy's pussy. I was feeling really hopeful.She clarified, "While you're still tied up?" That really was the idea, so I was enthusiastic in my response, "Yes please!”It got even better when she asked, "How do you want me dressed for this?"I hoped this was Kennedy being nice to me, not just some psychological trap for.