Tess could see his tongue slipping inside her folds, then focusing his attention where she couldn’t see. Kat moaned loudly into Tess’s pussy, the...vibrations reverberating through her body. Tess looked at the pussy above her. She’d never seen another one so up close. Kat’s pussy was blossomed, her lips engorged, clit exposed, and vagina ready to be fucked. Tess had never thought about doing anything sexual with another girl. That is until her aunt ate her pussy a week earlier. Now. She had regained her bearings and was trying to negotiate with him, as he looked at her back side, nice and round in her pleated tan trousers. For good measure he kicked her with a booted foot in the rump and quickly kicked her legs apart. taking a special tool that was a curved blade that he hooked through the material just below her zipper and with one swift movement sliced, trousers, panties all the way between her legs and up to her belt, The tight pants split open like an over ripe peach. “What the fuck” was the only thing I could mutter. Mark just grinned, and replied “relax, homeboi---this won't hurt a bit”. With that, he grabs my right arm, and slaps the cuffs across my wrist. Reaching up to the wall, he attaches the other end of the cuffs to an “O” hook in the concrete wall. There were several in the wall around the room, and when we moved in we never figured what they were there for. Then, in same fashion, he grabs my left arm, producing another pr of cuffs, and attaches it. Feeling his way to the kitchen he found a torch and then a box of candles. The battery kitchen clock showed 2:36. "I'd better get dressed. Depending on how the tree fell it may have hit Ms. Jones' house." Donning his yellow waterproof suit, he took the powerful space lamp from his workshop and headed for the lane. The rain had eased slightly but buffeted by the high winds, it was difficult to keep a footing on the debris-strewn road. Slowly he made his way along. With the space lamp he checked.