She can do this – do whatever I wanted. Kelly could be my perfect slut – because she realized that she had no other choice.So she leaned forward a...d took my fingers into her mouth, slurping and licking away with her nimble tongue. At first her movements were quick and nervous, but I soon provided her with explicit instructions, and she obediently followed them. " Mmmm – that's right! Suck slowly – hard! Put those fingers all the way into your mouth – pretend it's a dick! Oh yeah – you so sexy,. When they sat down in their seats they used the opportunity to continue their conversation.Not that long into the movie Shane noticed something touching his leg. He glanced down and Ann's hand was rubbing along his leg. He just enjoyed the feeling and went back to paying attention to the movie. But it wasn't too long before he noticed that her hand was moving slowly up his leg. Before he knew it her hand was doing circles around his package and he started to get hard. This was a little. He pictured her puffy-lipped pussy outlined by the tight-stretched fabric. He wondered if she felt as violated by the strap between her legs as he did. He reached behind and pulled his tighter, wishing he could tease her and pull hers into her. The need to free his cock, to stroke it was all but overwhelming.Her pussy yearned for her fingers and she yearned to finger it. She must be getting wet. She pulled up on the waistband and peered into the mirror. Yes, there was a wet patch, dark, almost. There’s a four-poster bed, several chairs like the one he’s sitting on, and even a fireplace. The smell is off wood and leather. There’s absolutely nothing feminine about it. I’m standing in front of him with my hands behind my back. “I trust you’ve enjoyed your photographs as much as I have, Emma,” he says with a broad smile. He holds up copies of the pictures Miss Jackson took of me. “As teasing previews go, this is right up there.” I want to disappear. I can’t believe she’s given him.