Her body begin to have a mind of its own as it began seek to bring her tormentor into contact with her aching sex. Just as he reached the very tops of...her legs, she could take it no more and reached down to guide his tongue to her glistening slit. He had been impressed with how long she had let him torture her in this slow and gentle manner but he wasn’t done yet. When we felt her hands on his head, he stopped and laughed quietly in her ear, ‘Not yet my good girl,’ he whispered as he gently. With the way Felicia moved, the way she smiled, Jon did not lack for images or ideas. He inundated himself with thoughts of the many ways he wanted to fuck the little minx’s brains out. His hand began to shift up and down his prodigiously long length. When he’d taken the mandatory physical on his first day on Catia they had made sure to also measure the length of his penis… for ‘study’ purposes, they’d said. A solid ten inches, with a girth well above the average human pecker. Jon was not. “Damn. No Offense Tina, but that was some bangin ass pussy.” Tina looked at Krista who was trying to catch her breath. Then she looked over at Jake, and gave him a wink. “You want to give me a hand with her? I need to have some fun, too.”“Are you still walking around with that thing,” Jake chuckled. “No.” Tina unbuttoned her jeans, and struggled to pull them off. She walked over to the petite blond who was still dazed from being fucked by Steve. What she saw next made her pale in the face. “As. He started to laugh and said ‘You’ll wear it and do what I tell you or I’ll tell everyone on this street your a cockscuking faggot’. I couldn’t believe my ears, he was going to black mail me into dressing in girls clothes and sucking his cock. All I could do was stare at the ground. He looked at me and said ‘that’s what I thought, now go get dressed in Pam’s room and come out when your done, I’ll be waiting.’ I walked into Pam’s room and shut the door and sat on the bed looking at the clothes.