Isabelle whimpered, utterly aroused by seeing her sexy, wanton body succumb to her throes of pleasure. As she moulded and pressed her hands against th... pliant flesh of her breasts, they began to come out of her blouse, more and more spilling into view. Her hands crept down her sides, accentuating her gorgeous but petite figure, her slim waist and thighs. She saw herself play with the hem of her skirt, rubbing her legs, her delicate fingers rubbing circles higher, revealing more delicious. Suddenly I had a possible solution to my dilemma. What if I sneaked back to the hotel and had a wild and passionate evening with David. Afterwards, I could go back to my room and tell Chad that I had agreed to stay with him. The more I thought about it, the better it sounded. I started to head back to the hotel.Halfway back, those intense eyes of Chad's once again began to invade my mind's eye. I could not shake that image. I walked pass David's door and entered my room. The night air had. That's when the wedding rehearsal will take place."Oh, my God, I thought, she actually wants me to suck her dick under the table in the best restaurant in town with dozens of people around... this can't be happening. She's probably just teasing, I'll just tell her I won't do it."And just in case you're thinking of disobeying, let me remind you of the hundreds of photos and many hours of videotape we've made which could accidentally end up on the internet or, perhaps, 'YouTube' for a little. Lizy was busily unpacking clothes in the spare room for her temporary house guest. Cathryn could smell the lingering trace of cleaner and felt guilty. It was her fault there were wet spots on Lizy’s new blue sofa. She just hoped that the blood came all out. She glanced out the door, saw the knife was gone, and wondered absently were Lizy had put it. Gingerly she sat down in a kitchen chair. Her whole body ached. Fresh bruises were on her hip, shoulder, ankle, and arm. The ones on her ankle and.