The kissing became more passionate and before Lucy knew it, Jake had taken her silk top off over her head, unzipped her tight leather skirt and had he... in her underwear. Lucy lay wearing a lacey underwear set, her favourite that she’d received from Jake as a birthday present. But Jake couldn’t stop thinking about the shaved pussy beneath, and as they continued kissing, he slipped off her soaking pants, still wet from the sex shop and from the blow job she had just given. Jake held both of. I was now pulled into a naked ‘X’ just like I had been when they found me. Well, not exactly like I had been. I wasn’t wearing my mask or goggles and there was no ball gag in my mouth.“Please put the mask and goggles in place,” I pleaded, but Master Bruce said, “You’re not going to need them. You will have something much better to keep away the crabs.”“What?” I asked. My voice was shaking slightly with fear. I knew that the crabs were much more active at night and really didn’t want to spend. In one elegant movement, she had sat her soft supple full rounded peachy butt down onto my face, with her knees kneeling on my arms, pinning me in place under her.She laughed the whole time as she moved to sit on me like that.I was stuck under her, with her bumcheeks pressing down against the cheeks of my face.My nose was tucked neatly away into the pocket of her naked butt.The smell was such an intoxicating erotic aroma.So musky yet with a nice sweetness to it, despite the fact that it was. Neither Napoleon nor Hitler had been able to get their armies across ‘the moat’, the English Channel. Caesar had, and William had, but both times the islanders had been too busy fighting among themselves to defend the island from an invader.Even the Germanic migrations that had taken over most of England during the Dark Ages had only happened because the islanders had started by welcoming the Angles, the Saxons, and the Jutes as starving refugees who would work for food. There were probably.