Come on now, admit it..." She was backing away slowly with her hands spread, having her usual fun teasing me."Okay, I admit it. How many times did he ...uck you that night anyway? I can't quite remember," I teased back. "Let me think, was it three, or four, or five...?" Keep going," she said. "You'll get to the right number eventually..."We were both so hungry we sat at the table and devoured the food in silence. When I began to make her a daiquiri, she told me to wait. "It's early - are you. ? You don?t get to walk in thefootsteps of your betters.???????????? Despitethe tears streaming down her cheeks, the woman looked up into Sabine?seyes.? ?I won?t talk.? You?ll get nothing from me!???????????? Sabinestared back a moment; her chin length hair, black as midnight, fell forward to cover her face from all but theprisoner.? A smile curved her full lips,seductive in its cruelty, and hellfire lit her eyes with white flame.? Her voice was half Sabine, and half the demoness who hid within. He reached up and tentatively cupped each breast in his hands. “Ohh!” Denise sighed, feeling someone other than me touch her breasts for the first time in at least 8 years. Ron squeezed them, his fingers pressing into her flesh. “These feel fucking awesome,” he said. He began massaging them and worked his hands over them until he had her nipples at the junctions of his index and middle fingers. Then he pinched her nipples between those fingers and she moaned loudly. She started to reach for his. Then, there were those sinister-looking, dark-skinned men with their mirror-finishedpolarized sun glasses, looking on appraisingly, getting hard while they didso. ?Fuck them!? Michelle thought.?Yeh, right, Betty; you probably enjoyed every minute as you wriggled yourbutt and waggled those 38C tits of yours, trying to ease that big intruderinto yourself. Showstopper, all right.?Then, that young guard had so quickly strapped and locked it in place foryou; I wonder what it feels like to have a.