.that feels so nice” Lisa moaned in a quiet humming toneI started to lick around her breast and where I could, managed to get as much in my mouth as...possible “mmmmmmmmmmm” was all I could express as I worked between both tits. My mouth kissing all around her whole upper part of her chest working my way down through her cleavage, down to her belly button and back up to her tits. My hands aching as they needed to caress and touch, feel the sex that was on offer to me but I was forbidden. Lisa’s. “What the fuck have I done?” she thought to herself. “I’ve been manipulated by a complete stranger into performing acts which I would never have done for anyone else – even my boyfriend – just to get a stupid secretarial job. Have I been liberated? Or abused? And now what?” she wondered, contemplating the bizarre nature of her situation.Billy must have, again, read her mind. “Tracy, I haven’t come yet. Will you help me, please?”“Uh, help you? What? How?”“Eat my cunt, of course, smoking. Heavily jeweled rhinestones decorated the collaras it wrapped around his neck and also coated the attached, four thinstraps across his shoulder blades as his entire back and spine were ondisplay down to his waist. The floor length skirt gathered like a centerdrape beneath a jeweled waist, finishing off the ultra-chic gown's look ashis bronzed, bare right leg slid out almost all the way to his hip as hetook a small step. He couldn't believe he was in these shoes, which weremuch higher than the. She had dark hair, blue eyes, a muscular frame, and was tall – like Wonder Woman from the comics.“Alright, Thursday, come over, we’ll chat and you can tell me what’s bothering you. Ok?” Bea said.Cindy nodded, “Sure. But promise not to laugh or poke fun at me.”“I promise!” Bea’s smile faded, she placed her hand on Cindy’s forearm, squeezing it gently. “You can tell me anything. You know that, right?”“I know. I trust you,” Cindy said. Bea hugged her friend again, causing Cindy to.