A pit, she could think of no better word, filled with taut, tanned flesh entwined in every conceivable combination of sexual possibilities. The bodies...themselves rippled with perfection. No saggy flesh here. No wrinkles. No pimples. No grey streaks or artificial hair dyes. No premature baldness or moles or birthmarks or blemishes or acne scars. A universality of bountiful breasts and finely honed pectorals, of six-packs and bulging biceps, of sinewy tree trunk thighs and shapely calves, where. They stared at each other for a precious, heart-wrenching second, then covered each other’s faces with the wet tongue and warm lips. ‘I love you so much Rayne-‘ ‘Shhh.’ Rayne silenced him, briefly touching her lips to his before taking hold of his head and directing it toward her neck. She loved being bit, the slight pain added to the ecstasy. His hot lips burned her cool skin, causing her to flinch and fidget with each new bite. The very core of her body began to burn, her hips bucked upward,. ? What was even more disturbing is that she really felt nothing wrong at the thought – no – she was already becoming damp. As promised the door was unlocked and she made her way straight to the breeding room. There, sure enough, on the cot were a collar, a pair of handcuffs attached to it by a short chain, a pair of leg irons and a padlock for the collar. All very simple. She wandered around briefly, taking in the room, making her way over to the breeding rack and closing her eyes – imagining a. Things were progressing perfectly. Already she could see them considering whether to have Robin come lick them to orgasm or not.“After our last party, Robin and I had a long talk the next time I came over. Let’s just say, she likes it when she’s told what to do. And she does it so well.”“Just like Katie ... I wonder how much like her she is...” Bree said, her blonde hair wafting about her ears as she watched the two naked girls on the other lounger.Amber looked at Bree, then glanced at Cyndi.