You gently leaned me back, the water splashing lightly over my exposed body. Your mouth moved from my mouth, down my neck, taking time to tenderly nib...le, and kiss, before moving to my chest. Licking the wetness from my tits, your tongue warm against my skin. You sucked a nipple into your mouth, as you rolled the other between your fingers. You continued, paying equal attention to each, making them hard, and perky….occaisionally, holding one with your teeth, letting it graze the sensitive. She just watched me with a slight smile, not saying a word. As she considered me, I also was considering her. Cheryl was a stone butch lesbian, one of the types that I never could figure. She was dressed in a pair of loose men's swim trunks and an oversized tee shirt. She was built like a lumberjack, and aside from her long flowing hair, she appeared to reject all the trappings of femininity. In spite of that, she seemed very comfortable with the fact that she was a woman. Cheryl was a. They giggled as they washed him in the sink, cleaning off the residue. "Do you think he learned his lesson yet?" asked Heather. "No, he was probably excited about that. I bet he enjoyed it." replied Victoria. "Yes, I'm sure he did. Well, there is one way we can make sure thathe truly learns." she replied. "Do you think we can try it?" "I don't know, last time we did, well, you know what happened." "But we'll be careful this time. Come on!" "Well, alright..." she said. Mark was truly scared,. Here she comes! Now or never!She's stopping her cart, opening her rear gate. Loading her shit. Pourchloro onto pad. Quiet now, slide out of seat, out of van. See her throughvan windows. Walking around van. Grab her, hold pad to face! Shestruggles. I'm stronger. No noise. Look around.Don't see anyone. Push remote button. Door opens. Carrying her into van.Close door. Look around. Anyone? No! Cuff her! Right wrist, tight. Leftwrist, tight. Turn, cuff her ankles, tight. Now her neck chain..