I was writhing on the ground from all these sensations. Then Bryan grabbed the whipped cream and moved down between my legs. He put it on my pussy and...started eating it off. OMG! This felt so good! J was still licking whipped cream off my breasts. Never did I ever dream I could feel this good! "Cum for me," said Bryan.He inserted a finger into my pussy and was roughly licking my clit. I was arching my back and J was trying to hold me still. J started kissing me, muffling my squeals of delight.. There were several sterile packs of needles on the tray. I knew because they had the word Needles printed on the package. There was a bottle of isopropyl alcohol and a beaker.There was a very interesting tool that looked like kitchen tongs with the loop at the end that you pick corn out of boiling water with, only the loop at the end was very small, probably just big enough to put a one of those really skinny pencils through the loop. The tongs also had those jagged locks things like on those. He would provide these small companies office space as part of his investment in them. The Rose Pavilion was a seven story building that hosted quite a few of these new ventures. Blackmon also maintained an office there, though no one knew that, including a private entrance from the parking garage. Because Lord Blackmon did not allow taxis or such to come to Rose House, and that it took more than an hour to get to the convention center from there, it was decided they would dress at the office. Her skin was nicely tanned after a month at camp, and it felt so smooth to my touch. My fingers traced along the curve of her buttcheeks, over her tailbone and down the little crevasse between her perky globes. I waited to hear my little sister's moans pick up in pitch and speed, and when I judged the time to be right, I shifted my hand and plunged my thumb into her ass.Brooke's reaction was immediate. Her spine stiffened and curved back, throwing her head into the air. Her hips jerked.