"Trust me. Close your eyes, breathe deep. You know the drill."I did, so I did. I closed my eyes and let the feelings wash over me as he slipped his fi...ger in and out of my pussy. Then, all of a sudden, I felt something-something fantastic-drive over my clit. I screamed. My eyes opened, and I looked down-and saw his tongue.Oh GOD!He was-he was licking me down there! Oh FUCK! And it felt-indescribable. I came-bucking my hips, grinding my pussy on his hand and mouth, and screaming-in about seven. While we were waiting for it to program itself and find the satelite the conversation turned to partying and having fun. I told them I was single and enjoyed a good time as much as anyone could. I kept checking them both out and I'm sure they both noticed the way my eye's traveled over their young bodies!We talked about concerts, and getting drunk and high, and about some of the things we did while we were partying. The girl said: "I get friendly when I party, I mean real friendly!"The guy. Every pant, every flinch is mine! I'm going to make you hurt sooo much," Domme told John, and nothing in her systems rose to contradict her this time.With John cuffed and hung against the wall, Domme applied pain, increasing it in carefully graduated increments. Though the initial goal was to get him to call mercy quickly — that being the successful completion of her assigned duties — Domme was enjoying this as well. She found herself in no hurry to end it. Each new sound she elicited out of. The store employees lived a block away from the store in a building that had seen better days. Mr Jackson and his managers would rent the women and girls on weekends for party’s and orgy’s. Working for a retail store didn’t pay very much so Mr Jackson had to get creative in ways of making money. Debbie was thankful that she lived at home and rode a female only bus to the sub-division where she lived.Debbie got dressed and brushed a stray lock of her long blonde hair back and pushed her ponytail.