I trace the curve of her hips, the flatness of her belly, and the small but well-shaped mounds of her breasts. She increases the frequency of her hand...s massaging movements on my erection, and then I can feel her fumbling with the tab of my zipper. Before I can react, she undoes my fly and reaches in with a nimble hand to free my boner from the folds of my underwear. I let out a little groan as her bare hand touches my bare cock, and her tongue seeks out mine with renewed enthusiasm as she. I tried to follow suit, but my disdainwas like a bitter pill in the back of my throat.It started simple enough: the three of us doing basic poses as a groupwhile a lanky photographer tried to capture our every angle. At least,he should have been capturing our every angle. Most of his focus seemedto be on our busts or behinds or trying to get down low enough to snapat our panties. I wanted to kick him in the face, but of course I had tobe a good little doll for Madeline's game."Beautiful!. She worked the whip handle into Rose's spasming cunt; sweat running down her face, her ass twitching, as she waited for the next blow."Yeaahhh!" Rose yelled. "Better, whore. Now do it. Tell me how much you hate me!"Rose slammed her cunt all the way up the whip handle, her white gloved hands gripping the arms of the chair tightly."I hate you!" Gillian screamed, ramming the whip handle into Rose's pussy with all the force she had."Yeah, yeah, yeah! Now, fuck me! Come on! Fuck me with that handle. My cock was rock hard as my sexual excitement was beyond belief.Still no change in her breathing. Was she sleeping deep enough for me to dare to go further? My mind raced what to do?“Erin, are you awake?” I asked very softly.Content with the fact she was sleeping, I grew more daring and slowly moved my hand up, under her night shirt, gently caressing her soft virgin skin. Her skin was so soft, smooth and sexy as I softly caressed my way higher.Higher and higher I moved my hand, up over her hips.