I was drawn to her shapely curvy body, and breasts that a fully matured woman would adore. Her dress, was a thin skirt, that was as wide as my hand an... as flimsy as a feather. I held out my hand to her and she took it, walking towards me.'Be gentle with her', the Chief mumbled as I went past him. 'She's my niece'I guided her down the steps and towards the empty, clean bed in the centre of the arena. In the other five beds, men were plowing the young women, but hardly any of the girls looked. She watched his pole embed itself inside the hot young roost. The lips were spasming now from the friction of entry. The pole sheathed her to the balls.The Madame's tongue then worked on the parted hole spreading the cheeks with her red-tipped fingers. Her claws dug into the flesh and her tongue probed forward.She enlarged the hole by shafting it with her tongue. Each time it thrust forward she tried to bury it full length inside. She was waiting for it to open. If Felton's moan was of a. She exhaled and said, “Jackeline.”He put his hands on her shoulders and rubbed them. “We’re just going to hold you for a little while longer, okay, Jackie?”“Don’t hurt me,” she said in a small voice.He lifted her chin and peered into her eyes seriously. “Don’t give us reason to, okay, Jackie?”She nodded.He stood up. She was in the chair, her feet curled up, dressed only in the T-shirt she was wearing when they took her.He still had his hand on her hair, stroking it gently, running his fingers. He knew that.“Nine months ago, I lost my wife and five year old son in an avalanche,” he said. He saw something in Linda’s face. It wasn’t pity, or horror. It was more like ... interest. He didn’t understand that look, but went on. “I didn’t think anything like this would happen. I didn’t expect to fall in love ever again. I’m not trying to make excuses, but I’ve been in so much pain ... that may have had something to do with what happened.”“Brenda told us about your wife.” said Linda. “I’m.