You don't have to." Oh, but I want to," whispered her Aunt, nipping the skin of her neck. "Come over here to the bed sweetie and kneel down."Alicia le... herself be guided to the bed, allowing her Aunt to take off her top before turning and kneeling on the bed, wearing only her low socks and sneakers. Her Aunt pushed her legs wide, which Alicia knew from looking in the mirror caused her bald pussy lips to spread open, completely exposing her wet, pink, flower. She could feel her Aunt's breath. . and head instead for the exit. My head is ringing, and my ears are buzzing and for some reason tonight, my God, tonight I just can't fucking take this at all for one minute longer and I need to escape.The limo driver looks confused; he's not even pulled away from the line of cars at the curb, yet, and already I'm leaping into the back seat. My face is in my hands, and I'm trying to breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out. Keep it together."Mrs. Plantagenet, are you okay?" Mm-hmm," I. ”Darcie McVey rolled her eyes and said, “But can’t anybody at network headquarters see I’m sick of gushing over things like bunny-tail bedroom slippers?” she said. “I want to interview Senators and CEO’s and foreign leaders. I want to report on world events, not tea parties and the latest make-up fads. I’m beyond all that now, I don’t care how much they pay me. I am not some kind of” Darcie paused with her lips pursed, trying to come up with the right word, " . . . ornament for their mindless. Then I felt hands gently touching my knees, before wandering slowly up my legs, all hidden from view by the frothing waters."Err, lads, you seem to be lying on my arms," I told them, getting rather warmer than the water usually was, "and I would rather like the use of them."The hands continued their slow exploration of my upper legs."Why do you need the use of them, Marie?" Tom asked. "Are we bothering you?"I squirmed as a roving hand stroked my nipple through the flimsy bikini top, my bust.