” I placed the cherry between my lips and slithered down the bed, as a little chocolate began to melt into my mouth. I pressed the juicy berry into...her breast rolling the delicately enrobed confection around one nipple and then the other. Her nipples began to stiffen in response to the smooth cocoa infused coating. Melting around her areolae, I bit into the cherry, releasing a combination of juice and kirsch over her breast. I sucked on her breasts, my mouth a gooey puddle of sexy goodness.. The delighted murmurings of the feminine crowd in admiration of the two, hushed a little as Hope tapped her cane upon the accompanying bag impatiently, Beatrice’s eyes giving Crawford a haughty glance before turning them to Beryl, who rose, and found herself strangely at ease before the eager crowd, as Beatrice introduced her.“This is Madam Beryl Frobisher, the lady who dominated the cur who now kneels in defeat ... and who’ll incur the justice of the noose when she relates what resides in the. He’ll have been fantasising about her for three days now, and he’s about to see those puppies in the flesh now, with carte blanche to have his filthy way with them.’ ‘How much do these volunteers get paid?’ Emma wondered aloud. ‘Too much,’ sighed Alexandra. ‘They should be paying us, the lucky buggers. Truth the sound up, Jo, would you?’ The technician turned a knob, and the conversation from the next room became audible. Emma watched and listened with keen interest. ‘Last time I got fitted, I. Having never experienced such a brute before he had no idea how much longer he had to endure. He wondered if this was not a man at all, but some demon possessing him. An unearthly clamour rose and fell behind him, crushing his faint plea for mercy.'I'll never walk straight again!' was Gerald's last coherent thought as the b**st slammed into his overwrought flesh and swelled like thunder before the storm. A hand gripped the back of his neck, pushing his face into the grass. A grunting crescendo.