‘Must be the lack of dialogue,’ I mumble to myself. ‘Who cares, I’ve seen this thing more times than I can count. And, man, Demi is looking be...ter all the time in that white uniform. Even with the crisp pressing, the top she’s wearing can’t stop her nipples from bursting through. Mmmmm… I can just imagine bending her over that table, hiking up that skirt, and taking her right there!’ I feel the surge of heat creating the tension in my lower extremity, and my hand moves to feel the bulge rising. " I said. "nah mate, it's lock-in night. grab another drink." he said gesturing towards the pretty barmaid who was busy making up drinks We looked at one another and nodded as we were a bit pissed, even though I was aching to fuck my girlfriend and knew she wanted to as well but we couldn't turn down a lock-in...besides it was my girlfriend's first. So we picked up a drink each at the bar as some guy locked the front door and drew the curtains. We sat with everyone near the pool table and. The hooded figure bowed to her, and then withdrew, his task done; she did not notice as she was well beyond that sort of reason now, her breasts what was left of them, in pain Milly watching with Sye could only attempt to imagine. She gripped his hand as she watched the men remove ‘Cathy’s, securing ropes, lift her by the arms hoist her onto the black hoods strong shoulder and carry her dripping gore down his back in a trail, to a vertical pointed spike of about four and a half feet in height. He was pretty sure he’d be capable of doing the deed, but how natural and spontaneous could he be with a camera lens zeroing in on his business? And Sandy’s?And another thing: Who was going to be operating the camera? Barb? Josh? Was the whole thing going to be handled like a screenplay? Would he and Sandy have to follow some kind of script?And what about Sandy? Kenny could only assume she was going to demand some pretty damned strict guidelines be followed as they carried on their little.