She can feel she’s getting wet. Hands spread her ass even further. Clit throbbing almost painfully – begging to be touched. A moan as a tongue sna...es out and strokes her firmly. Slides into her. Licking gets greedy. The face is pressed right up against her and she realises it’s a woman by the hair rubbing against her. She desperately wants to thrust. To grind her pussy down. Pulls against her restraints but the burn from the handcuffs is painful. She wants to plead with the women to lick her. Sinndy closed the door after them and reached into the duffel bag for the black bandanna. Her damp hole had become wetter since she had her eyes on Amber. Her black overshirt hid her black bra and hung lower on her legs than her vinyl shorts, and her high boots climbed up her creamy white thighs, an inch from meeting the hems of her shorts. Her short dyed black hair swished with each of her movements and her shaved neck prickled with the cold. Amber grabbed the bandana from Sinndy and tied it. It's pretty astounding when you discover that some of those things are reality. Last night it seemed very important for me to learn more about which of the stories I had heard might have some basis in truth; but now that I'm near you I find that it isn't your magic that intrigues me as much as it is you yourself. There's something different about you that touches me and makes me want to know you.Last night when you held me in your arms to comfort me I began to feel safe for the first time in. ” Chloe explained.“Yeah, I remember that. That was pretty fucked up.” Elyssa said.“Good. We’re gonna leave the room so you two can talk, and figure out how we can make it up to you.” Chloe said, pulling Shirley out of the room.As soon as the door was closed Elyssa glared at me.“I suppose you want to make them your sex slaves now.” Elyssa said.I burst out laughing. That was funny.“What?” She asked.“No, it was funny. Honestly, funny.” I said.“Are you gay?” Elyssa asked.“And now you’re insinuating.