I worked my thumb between her pussy lips holding her ankles down with my free hand. The way a woman's body works is that vaginal stimulation gets the... wet even under the most dire circumstances. To say that women actually enjoy being raped and abused because their pussys get wet is ignorant. It's a physiological reaction. They don't have any choice and so as I worked my thumb in Micki's vagina rubbing her clit her pussy got wet despite her terror and drugged state. I kept working her cunt. Can I get you something to drink? Another brandy, perhaps?”“Thank you, no. Do you have any tonic water?” asked John. At Malcolm’s nod, he continued, “Could I have a gin and tonic, please?”“Certainly.” Malcolm prepared the drink and set it on a coaster before John. “What about your wife? What would she like? Caroline and I prefer a martini before dining.”“Anita loves a good martini. I can’t touch them personally, and she hates to make one for herself, but I know she’ll want one.”“Excellent,”. . And knowing that you are all watching me too...”“Turned on?” Asks Charley, holding the microphone out for Carrie’s reply.“I wouldn’t say ‘turned on’, but, I’m excited...” She replies. “It’s something new.”She slips off her flat shoes, pushes them to one side with her toe. Takes hold of the bottom of her t-shirt and, in a very matter-of-fact, unsexy way, peels it up and over her head revealing a pale, slim body and a little white half cup bra.Then she unbuttons her shorts and pushes them down. The sweet smell of pussy was replaced with something else something… masculine. I wasn't really sure what to do. I was dismayed but, at the same time, completely turned on by her. And, to tell the truth, with my arms pinned and legs hanging over the edge of the bed, I was in a rather precarious situation.She sensed my hesitation and kneeled back on her heels. "What's the matter, baby? You didn't know what you brought home?" And, with that, she pulled her panties down and released her sizeable.