No phone, of course. The very solid-looking hardwood door would not open. There was no furniture, other than the cot, and its riveted metal frame woul... not disassemble without cutting tools. The light fixtures were too far up to reach. Likewise the ventilation shafts. The bathroom sink had no plug, so I couldn't overflow it and send water flooding through the floor to alert someone downstairs. The toilet was some kind of tamperproof semi-waterless European model, so I couldn't flood that. I followed every direction she whispered. I sucked on her clit, licked it, pushed a finger up her pussy, two fingers. Began sliding my fingers in her pussy… Sucked harder, licked more, began finger fucking her pussy faster… Her breathing became shallower, then suddenly her thighs clamped shut on my head as her hands found the back of my head to pull my mouth harder against her pussy as she came with a warbling cry that changed pitch and volume as her hips thrust up and down in spastic motions. Her arms went around his neck as he slipped two fingers into her pussy. Suddenly she felt the knob of his cock teasing and pressing on her clit and lips. Luckily she had oiled her pussy after the shower."Like this, you mean? " he whispered, "what came next, Dorothy?" He was knob fucking her, using his hand to stir it around just inside her clutching pussy lips.Dorothy relaxed a bit, settling back on her hands, her eyes hooded with lust and ready to play. "She said you slipped your cock into. She instructed me.I did as she’d directed, and she knelt next to me. I looked up at her pretty face, her perfect young body. I was shaking.“It’s ok”. She whispered, tenderly kissing my neck. She stroked my hair, reassuringly, with her right hand, while her left explored the contours of my breasts. We kissed as she stroked and fondled my tits. My nipples were rock hard, bullet like. Her fingertips traced a slow unpredictable path across my soft belly on a tantalising journey, down to my,.