Almost after 12 minutes, she walked into the hall carrying a bucket and a double-sized mat for her to lie down in the hall. As per my instruction, she...lay on the mat with her hands to the side. I asked her to close her eyes and tell me if I have touched the spot where the pain is the most.As soon as my fingers got in touch with her skin I felt my dick slowly rising. I knew it was happening beyond my control due to the situation. As I was in with a random hot lady I met today at noon. I was. “Oh, dear!”Barbara’s hand was between them, to the far side. I couldn’t see what she was doing, but I was pretty sure I knew. It had to involve touching Marion’s clitoris.Marion slid her hand between Barbara’s thighs and began to do the same. “Oh, yes, Marion. That’s it. Keep doing that.”I kept taking pictures. I could feel that my cock was completely erect, pushing out the front of my pants. The ladies kept kissing and rubbing. Their breath became ragged. They gasped and moaned a bit, as they. Azalea probably would’ve laughed if she could focus. Fog surrounded her, somehow, her mind wasn’t connecting to her body. Every movement was effortless, yet, slow and weighted. She kept forgetting… James swallowed very slowly. There was something incredibly wrong with this scene as her surveyed the woman in center of the dirty cell. Her wavy ebony hair resembled a bird’s nest, littered with bits of hay, her light skin bore cuts, blackening bruises and scrapes. Whatever it was she was wearing. Originally the plan had been for Carly to go home with Ashley that very same night. But when she had texted Spencer to inform him she was spending the night with a friend the reply had left her rolling her eyes."What is it?" Ashley had asked."Spencer set our apartment on fire. Again. Nothing too bad but I need to go home and deal with the fire department. Again."So that had been that. Phone calls and messages had been exchanged daily but it was an entire week before they were able to set on a.