The only hint that it wasn’t a photograph was the nature of the subject. Then there was the scandalous grouping of Flower Women who stood in a garde... with flowers between their spread legs. The flowers were obviously a part of them, attached to their anatomy and planted into the ground. Was this meant as a statement that we are being held down by our anatomy? Or just an example of how nature repeats the same beautiful patterns throughout? The women were labeled by names such as Lilly, Rose,. You know exactly what she’s going through and the thought of it excites you even more, and as I continue to rub your clit you push your face and tongue firmly against her pussy, licking furiously. “Sir can I come?” she says more loudly as the flogger continues to lash her breasts, and your tongue continues to work her clit. A “no” comes back in response but you realise you’re now getting close yourself.You try to hold it but after all the flogging and oral service you’re so horny and can barely. .. who are you?" Christy immediately wanted to cover her face after saying that. Of all the ways she could have asked that... why did she ask like that? She never could think of anything good to say when she got unsettled."The name's Fererro. And you lovely ladies are?" His smile made them want to be putty in his hands."Megan! I'm Megan. Oh, and this is Christy." Megan moved to place herself between Christy and Fererro, taking the offered drink and sipping it as she smiled back at him. Christy,. Bill said he had something he had to do and hurried away. "Yeah, 'something' as in disappear," Kathy quietly muttered as they watched him turn the corner.Jill glowered after him. "We both know for a fact that man is certainly not scared of pussy, so why in the heck is he acting this way? We – as in all three of us – need to sit down with Eileen and let her know what's going on." Can't do that," Kathy reminded her as they reached the door of their suite. "Our blocks will stop us."Jill frowned as.