" "No, it's okay.It's fine, really." "Well ... um ... actually I just remembered, I have an appointment I need to go to.I'll be out of your hair," Car...ie replied.She then walked back inside Oliver's bedroom, grabbed her purse and her other belongings, and then stood at the doorframe again.She looked back at Oliver briefly as he lay in bed."Hey, listen, Ollie, sorry, I actually have to go ... talk to you soon?" "Yeah, for sure," Oliver lied, with a smile."Okay, great.Thanks again," Carrie. "Jazz's head went down to verify her claim. His cock was steel hard onceagain.The ominous backdrops had been painted by talented graffiti artists. The"dungeon" may not have been real, but everything else was. The chainrestraining Jewel, bent forward at the waist, were thick. The weightsdangling from her nipples rings and stretching her tits toward the floorwere heavy. Those distending her swollen pussy lips weighed less, andswung in time with her joyous shrieks, both instigated by Jazz's. Suddenly, a thought came to her. She had something she wanted to try on him. She watched his face as she got off the bed. Disappointment and confusion showed in his eyes. She walked to the side of the bed, bent over and placed a kiss on the very tip. His cock seemed to dance and she was thrilled she had that effect on him.She went to the bedside table and opened the drawer. She had something she had made and was dying to try it out. She noticed he never took his eyes off what she was doing. She. Each time he said 'Baby Doll' it sent a chill down her backbone.Not ceasing the movement of his thumb, Fletcher lowered his other hand and ruffled his fingers through the curls over her mound. A chill passed across Lauren's shoulders, which had nothing to do with the air conditioner blowing cold air into the room. His hand moved from side to side, moving only the hair, without enough pressure to touch her skin."Are you wet, Baby Doll?" he asked, his grin changing to a soft smile, with just a.