On the way Neeka made a suggestion."Sue, you need some heels. Those running shoes don't do a thing for your legs." Oh, I don't wear heels. I don't hav... single pair in my closet." You should," I said. "You have a really killer pair of legs. You need to show them off more. Heels will certainly help. So would a shorter skirt. That one is almost past your knees." OK, but not too short. I don't like them so short I can't sit down in them." Well how about some shorts? You'd look great in shorts.". She shoved me back and turned around. "Suck my cunt you bastard," she commanded. She grabbed the hair on my head and yanked me down until I fell on my knees. Katy jerked my head forward with both hands and forced my mouth into her pubic hair. The smell was overwhelming and I just opened my mouth and licked. I found her clit and just licked and sucked as the food curdled in the pit of my stomach.Katy moaned and writhed with a frenzied energy until she cried out "enough" and pulled me up by my. Emily found herself in a huge warehouse where an old woman in a wheelchair and a middle aged man sat watching her.Immediately fearful, she started to scream but since they did not seem to be imminently dangerous and since they could have easily killed her already if they had wanted, she asked the most obvious of questions."Where am I?" Where is not important, my dear Emily." How do you know my name?" We know a great deal about you, Emily." Who are you?" the teenager demanded."Names are of. And to my surprise I started feeling a strange heat between my legs. Slowly, he put his hand over his leg and started moving closing the distance to mine. Suddenly his hand was on my thigh and moving up and down on my tool, by then hard as a rock.Slowly more people was coming into the cinema and my new friend (George, he introduced himself) asked me if I didn't want to come by his office, only a few blocks away, to have a coffee. Office on a Saturday afternoon? Yes, he was working in a new.