Lily turned her head back toward him desperately. ‘Please … fuck me … Baxter …stick your … put your …’ Baxter howled, enraged. He rushed...back to the wall, tried to pull more through. Useless! He looked for a good spot to gnaw on the rope again, there was one … maybe if he used his canines instead of his incisors. He’d be able to bring just a bit more pressure to bear, although they weren’t as sharp. He grunted in frustration, but began chewing anyway. He was able to taste Lily’s overpowering,. She smiled when she felt my erection pressing against her stomach and stepped back herself, looking down at it. “Mmm,” she said, “it looks like you've brought me more than just milk Mike.” Before I could reply, she reached down and started to stroke my erection through my pants then moved her hand lower and rubbed my balls. “Oh yes,” she whispered, “it feels like you've brought me the cream as well.” I suddenly realised I hadn't said a word since I'd entered Hazel's flat but what she did. There’s a formal dinner-dance Saturday night. It will be my last one before I graduate. How about it?’ Hildy:’I don’t have anything to wear to something like that.’ Jim:’You must have something. Maybe you could pick up…’ Hildy:’Jim, a gown like that will cost a lot of money—more than a week’s pay. Do you really want me to…’ Jim:’I didn’t realize that. But…’ Hildy:’I do have a long, pink skirt that I wore to a Valentine’s party once. It should still fit. I could wear it with my silk, ruffled. Her tight asshole bleeding, tearing as each punishing thrust liftsher off her heels, her pussy filled, raw as the men fuck her furiously, sandwichingher cruelly. Her skirt hangs in tatters, the fine linen shredded awayto give easier access. Her delicate lace thong hangs desolately fromone trembling leg, rough hands clawing, mauling her breasts, both uncoverednow. One small hand, nails broken, bleeding, pawing at the steamed upplexiglass , struggling to maintain her balance while the other.