. Being whipped..... and dungeons." Hell, girl. You need a holiday. You´re pooped."Suddenly Dorinda found herself embraced. Harriet was very warm and...smelt of woman. She tried to use her locked hands to return the hug, but failed. Suddenly she was weeping on a capacious shoulder. "Sure he´s a bastard, c***d. He´s famous for it. Given you all a bad time by the look of your hides." But you´d cane us." Sob, sob."Of course I would, girl. If no one touched that pretty skin of yours any more you´d. My hips left to writhe and twist, lifting ever upward in a never-ending, futile search… for you. I dreamt of the moist delta between my twitching thighs, hot and wet, being plundered and filled with your seed. I awoke, panting. Hips thrusting and cunt clenching. Desperate. Empty and crying out for the hard thrust of your body into mine. Frantic, with need for what only you can give. I dreamt of you... again. Of our filthy, little secret. Do I dare to share? Do you even want to hear? . “You’re amazing every time I see you, but you’re also always different.” He sighs while he licks his lips casually. “Not that it is a bad thing. I like different.”“Well, I’m glad you do,” Mela says, flashing him a smile. She completely removes the towel and tosses it to the floor. “Now, while I have you all to myself, what are you going to do to me?”Anders takes his gaze off her to look toward the bedroom door again. “Where is Janelle?”“She isn’t here,” Mela says with a small sigh. “But I am. . still am actually. Anyway, one night when he stayed over I felt a strong lust towards him. It had been there for a long while but this time it was stronger than ever. So I decided that this time when it was time to go to bed he wouldn't sleep on the floor like usual but instead I'd offer a spot on mine. So after a fun Friday night of playing video games and drinking pop ect, ect; we finally got tired enough for bed. So when he went to set his blanket on the floor I offered him to just share.