I’m guessing the first couple of drivers must have put the word out over their radios cause we were barely alongside this lorry before the driver wa... excitedly staring down at me. My tits were still totally exposed and my dress was still up round my waist. Sod it, I thought, my thong was soaked with my pussy juices and so as the third driver watched I slowly slid it off and spread my legs for him. I was dripping wet and so with one hand I parted my long swollen pussy lips and using the other I. "Well ... for a while, I thought she was going to ... I don't know ... throw it all away and stay with me. I thought I might have got through to her. But ... it didn't work out that way," I said sadly."What happened?" a startled Margaret asked."One moment it looked like I was getting to her ... and the next ... she left. It was like she was two different people. I don't think I've ever been that deflated before." Did she say anything?" Walter asked."Just that I didn't understand that she had. “I’ve never been licked before,” she whispered. “Been saving yourself for me? Good slut. Now show me your pussy.” Angela lifted her hips off the chair. “Not like that, use your fingers to spread yourself. I want to see inside.” Angela was shaking as her fingers slid down either side of her pussy and tried to pull her labia apart. Her gash was soft, pink, very wet and evidently extremely slippery. “I’m sorry, Master,” Angela said, sounding genuinely upset as her slickened-labia escaped over. She spoke in Mandarin."Good afternoon. You have nothing to fear from us at this time. We are here to release hostages, not to punish anyone who has done no wrong. What are your names?"They each gave their names, which were checked with their CIDs. They matched."Are you aware that General Lao announced you were taken as hostages?" Who is General Lao?" one of them asked."Perhaps you know him as Elik Baltar?" Baltar, we know," said the other. "He is our leader." Not any more." Pru glanced at a.