?Yes, and I also bought you underwear, but you aren’t wearing any are you?? Paul was shocked when Bonnie grabbed Denise’s dress and yanked it down...to the girl’s waist. Denise’s breasts sprung free and Paul marveled at the firm ripeness of her.?Mommy, d-don’t,? Denise whimpered.?Why? Why? You like parading your body around. Let’s see all of it.? Bonnie released Denise’s hair and then stripped the dress the rest of the way down. Denise stumbled back trying to get away and tripped over the dress. I alternated between hard licks and taking it in my mouth and sucking it to gently nibbling it. I also ran my teeth against her clit. I kept this up until I had driven her to another orgasm. I lowered her legs to the board beneath her feet.Chapter 3I decided I had enough of teasing her and it was time to get down to some serious fucking. I got out 3 suction cups that were connected to a machine that operated the same way a milking machine does on a cow. The suction cups were held in place. Martha's face screws up in disgust at the thought of being compelled to tongue her friend - in all the time she was Laura's companion, you suspect, she joined you in a desire to bury her face in Laura's damp centre, but you know her well enough to see she envisaged Laura as being bound and helpless, not herself. Nevertheless, Martha juts out her tongue in her usual rebellious fashion, as Laura lowers her pussy onto Martha's face, juices already dripping from her puffy lips and spattering. Than Patricia told me to turn around and to look at her, and she stared at me eye to eye with her paralyzing blue eyes, telling me, Kneel down before you slave, kneel before your queen! I slowly kneeled down before her as she was wearing a short night shirt with no panties, showing her freshly shaved pussy. Patricia told me to look up at her, and as I done what I was told she pushed my head into her mound telling my to kiss your queen on her lips, make feel good slave!I kissed her beautiful.