I asked him not to get dressed so I could enjoy looking at him. A strange interaction, my mouth at the hole, him in the small bright white hallway lik... an object of my voyeurism.“It a shame the bathroom isn’t on this side, I could do with a pee before I head back.” He said.“Ah, don’t worry I will get something for you to pee in.” I hurried off as he said something about it not being necessary. I returned with an empty laundry liquid bottle. “Come here.” I said a little too eagerly. He objected. " Rita indicated a metal cage in the corner that Ann frankly couldn't see how the girl could fit into. She continued, "I've whipped her, had her fucked several times a day, given her no food and only water - and piss- to drink. So do a good job because it's the only pleasure she's likely to get for a while."Ann bent to her task licking and sucking the salty, musky slime from the teen's cunt. She slid her tongue in as deep as she could, attached her lips to the ravaged cunt sucking hard, and was. T.c., but all in all it went pretty smoothly.At about 4a.m. the guests began to filter out slowly, and a couple of boys hauled the dead and u*********s out onto the street to clean up the floor a bit.By about 5a.m.-5:30a.m. there were only two people left in Britney’s house, herself and Sarah Michelle Gellar.The two sat there conversing over beer and pretzels, they were only slightly tipsy, Sarah was surprised that Britney had managed to keep her wits, Britney was surprised that she had managed. . and that it excites me and I feel so good about it .. so I casually walked up to her and whispered Marshallah in her ear and spanked her ass and told her il ill back with some candy so she can powder her nose which made her grin and let out a soft moan...I went into the kitchen and tool out a plate to make lines and I dunno how to say it except that I was filled with such contentment thinking about Raesaah. how when she was younger how her mother used to tell her what a bitch she was and how.