I said I was fine but didn’t move. I was sitting up on the barstool fumbling with the hem of my short dress and giving him my mystery smile. He prob...bly read my mind because he moved in closer and put his lips on mine. It was a slow and long kiss, soft, quiet but full of great passion and energy.Th e Spanish guitar music was still playing softly , the street lights shone through the tall windows of the dark bar, it was a very romantic setting. So what followed next was only natural and. I took the tip in my mouth. “Ohhhhh that is it. That feels fucking great.” With that I took him a bit deeper. It was not more than 30 seconds later he pulled me back up. I looked confused as thoughts were racing through my head, if I was doing it well. He said I was doing too great of a job, but I wanted to pleasure you as well. He laid me back and pulled my plants off. I thought he was going mount me, “Please, don’t fuck me, im not ready for that.”. He looked at me, and said, no he had. ”Madge had a professional smile on her face as we shook hands, but I had felt a tremor in her hand at the same time the chill went up my spine. In a friendly, teasing way, Madge said, “Ahh, Alicia. You’re lucky you have him wrapped up. He’s just what us girls are all looking for.”With a laugh, Alicia said, “Down, girl! He’s perfect for me, and he’s mine.”“I know, I can see it in his eyes and the way he looks at you. He’s fully committed to you.“Oh well, let’s get down to finding the two of you. Now that your mother is here she can continue the service you provided." The man explained to her."Listen you sick fuck that's enough of your shit!" Kelly roared at him. Infuriated at the sight of her oldest daughter. Sierra was still strapped down to the X shaped table. Her sundress was now just torn fabric laying over her. Torn and ripped by the constant whipping. Her eyes were dead and glossy, with no focus while she stared up into the cieling light. Kelly could see her swollen ankle. It was.