. !!!" She was hysterical now and had become uncontrollable,stamping and shouting and screaming at the top of her voice "Bitch!Bitch! Bitch! Fucking c...cksucking sissy bitch!"Debbie turned to her and slapped her hard around the face with her cumcovered latex gloved hand, adding further to Tracy's facial coating.This brought Tracy back to sanity and she stopped her ranting. Pansyrang his little bell even more. "Listen to me Tracy," said Debbie, "itcan't have been Pansy's fault, she didn't have. WANTS it. Not 'puts up with it' or 'goes along for the ride' or 'whatever'. WANTS this guy behind the steering wheel. I honestly don't know how it works for others. I took a couple of psychology classes on my way to my degree and I suppose that there are people who can approach sex as happy and gratuitous and not be encumbered by old social mores. I guess that somewhere along the line I missed that boat.Oh, sure, I had plenty of sex, but frankly it just wasn't that good. Now? Good. No, 'good'. Then she slid down off the bed to her knees, between Trina's thighs. She looked up into Trina's face, then extended her tongue until it grazed the swollen labia of Trina's open pussy."Ah!" Trina gasped."What if she isn't asleep, and you start to come?" Laura asked softly.Trina panted softly. "She must be." How do you know?"Laura's tongue slid across Trina's sensitive clit, and Trina's face contorted into a tense grimace of sexual tension and pleasure."Do it anyway," Trina begged. "God... you. The paper bore no heading just a few brief paragraphs, sentences really. Complete discretion is required. Locate and make the initial approach to Gilroy Ernest Jameson as soon as practical under the circumstances. The next paragraph went on to list my personal details. Date and place of birth, Driving Licence, National Health, National Insurance numbers, and even my passport number. Then details of my parents, schooling and just about every address I’d ever lived at were listed. Damn-it if.