Girls in her class called Yvonne a cock-sucking bitch, even though the target of that crude calumny was more cute than bitchy and the only thing she h...d yet to suck was her own fingers after a good-night finger fuck session under the sheets before bed time.All Yvonne wanted was to have fun and flirting with older guys and boys was one way to do that. Dares that involved flashing her bare bottom and/or shaved pussy mound was a thrill too and was sort of like a drive-by flirt. She knew better. I came hard and fast, but it was not as satisfying as when we are communicating. I was missing your encouragement, your sexy chatting, your Mmmmmmmmms.After a few more quick, hot bursts, I decided I was making matters worse, not better, so I cleaned up (no easy task with a sensitive pussy on fire) and tried to accomplish some other forms of writing, some work, and even—when all else failed— some housework. None of these tasks were adequate distractions. I typed while horny. I researched. "Okay. Well in case something comes to you, I'll leave my card. Give mea call with any information that you can. We'll leave a patrolman atthe door if anyone needs an escort to your homes." Th-thank you detective." Once again, that strange voice sounding inhis ear.After the policemen left, Dave ventured to sit up. Swinging his legsover, he sat up, looking around the room.'That's strange. It feels like nothing's covering my legs. And what's this tightness I feel in my chest?"Bringing his hands. Lying the table, Svetlana was spread-eagled and cuffed soshe wouldn't be able to move a muscle and remain in the same position for theduration of her ordeal. After she was in the designated position, the mistressof the dungeon told her guards to leave the two of them alone. Looking at Svetlana's restrained body, Valentina brushed her hand over herslave's soft breasts, down her flat tummy and grabbing her little pussy shesays: ?You and your bitch of a friend will pay dearly?. Valentine loved.