The room was a square walled room with no windows, with no escape. Once again she was brought up sharply by the lock in the door turning. She almost i...stinctively now backed away onto the far wall and watched as the door swung in and Clarence appeared. At first Britney couldn’t make out what Clarence was carrying into the room but on realising it was photographic equipment shuddered.“OK my little Brit babe,” Clarence started as he began setting up the kit. “You dry now, time to start the fun.. My eyes still fixed on the wall, I waited. Moments passed and the quiet endured. When finally I turned, the soldier was still on his knees by my bed, his face buried in his hands as he silently wept. For a flittering moment I felt the urge to reach out and touch him on the shoulder, until my anger flared and crushed the despicable notion. To evoke such a feeling of compassion was a violation as despicable as that of those others, and perhaps even more so! I wanted to kick him. To scream and. Those long slim legs and round firm tits. She pulled on a pair of panties and then went to make a cup of tea; god doesn't that girl ever get dressed. She just had the most perfect tits I had ever had my hands on although I've no idea what size they are and Liz probably doesn't either. She doesn't ever wear a bra and I suspect that doesn't even own one. The last time she wore one was at school and that was a 32A but she says she has grown a bit since then."We doing anything today?" she asked. She sighed happily as he unbuttoned her jeans and slowly peeled them off her slim figure. Once she was down to her blue lace thong, he dived between her legs. She moaned as he inhaled her sweet scent. I am so wet, Daddy, she whimpered, raising her hips for him. He smirked and peeled her thong off. Diving into her crotch once more, he buried his face. He licked her wet cunt, and she moaned loud. He loved tasting her and fucking her tight pussy with his fingers. He finally had enough and kicked.