All I could do was moan in response. I loved the sight of you being licked between your legs while you had my cock in your hand, stroking back and for...h. After a while, you looked up at me. I was wondering what you were up to. You swung your arm around your head in an effort to catch all your hair as you bent down and headed for my groin. I felt your lips wrap closely around the tip of my cock, still holding it firmly with your other hand. Marc looked up for a moment and saw you bobbing on my. "And regain this accused icon, eh what, old boy." Added Brighton."Forget the icon Hove, it is but a diversion. A device to fool the uncertain follower. All it does is help the illuminati in their quest to rule us all. Gain the mind of man and his heart will soon follow" Yes, precisely - my thoughts entirely Ned. So we destroy the icon, and free them!" You miss my point, we must expose the icon for the subterfuge it is. We must undermine the mind games of the illuminati. It is the only way, and. Naked, shackled, and in the dark."A pair of elbows tried, unsuccessfully, to comfort her. "I'm Miranda Lind. What's your name?" A-Alice Rhodes," she stammered."We all were knocked out and put in here, you just happen to be the last to wake." How long have I been..." The first of us woke about eight hours ago." I've been asleep all that time?" I've been awake for about six," said Miranda."Where are we?" No idea."Alice sat back against a padded wall, pondering her situation. "Why are we here?". “Mmm that would be nice,” she purred, “but I love the way your eyes peer out through that grille, full of hope that someday I might release you...” Amy was again wondering off into her special place.“Please Amy,” Ben pleaded, “My lips could do so much more than those keys.”Amy flicked some wayward hair from her dark made up eyes and fluttered her eyelashes. Ben watched painfully closely, crazy to know what she would do next. Slowly she unbuckled her coat and pulled at the ribbon around her.