Still blotched red and pink from the previous evening's proceedings, it tensed abruptly at the first forceful blow from Beatrice's hand, as Maggie arc...ed her back and redoubled her efforts at escape."Not on my poor bottom!" Maggie pleaded. "I'm still dreadfully sore!" And still dreadfully wicked as well," her sister retorted, punctuating her remarks with several more stinging blows that made Maggie's rosy flesh darken further as her hips bucked frantically. "ApPARently you weren't SORE enough. " There's no color," I said. "It's confusing your eyes."We followed the tunnel for another hundred feet into the mountain, which isabout where Kelly started sniffing the air."Do you smell that?" she asked me.I inhaled. "Yeah. Smells like mushrooms and foot fungus." I think it smells more like cabbage and bad fish." Maybe this is a sewer." Great. Want to go back?" Like, climb up to the next tunnel? What if there is no next tunnel? Orwhat if the next one's a sewer, too? At least here it's dry. We. '£160', I could hear him say quietly. 'How much to fuck her'? I reached for the camera and looked at the photo he was studying. I knew instinctively he meant Veronica, all the guys wanted to fuck Veronica, but as I have swept the room and shot a lot of girls, I just had to be sure.I shrugged, 'I dont know, you need to ask her'? 'He took his wallet out, it was stuffed with money, and he counted out the money and handed it to me.'The chip', he demanded, 'Fuck off', I replied, I put them onto a. She kisses her way up until her lips meet mine. Instead of pulling away like I did last time, I lean into her kiss. I hold her tight. My hands slide up her back as hers’ run through my hair. She bites down on my lip, but not hard enough to make me bleed. She brings her lips to my ear. “I want you so bad.”I pull back and look into those dark possessive eyes filled with longing. She takes my hand and leads me back to the bedroom. She pulls her hair over her shoulder and presents the zipper of her.