Through her blindfold she could tell there was a spotlight on her. She knew her skin would be slick and shining. Black hair falling in a curtain. She ...ore nothing but a pair of blood red spike stilettos – she knew her legs would look a mile long pulled so firmly.A shiver – damn it, why so cold? She clicks – he knows she hates the cold but he’s a fan. He’s allowing her nothing in this. Comfort not on his agenda. Slight annoyance – she’s used of getting what she wants – it’s the way they work.. ” I left for the pot. Fran got one bowl filling it with several scoops of rocky road adding only one spoon. She then put two beach towels where the Twister game sat. I returned and gave the rules. “I will feed both of you. Should anything drip you have to lick each other clean. After both are clean we pass the bowl and repeat.”Fran had this figured out. She stood chest to chest with Rick. Rick accepted his spoonful but Fran moved when the spoon approached. Half of the ice cream spilled. Rick. You're making me so horny.. And hard... I don't know if I'll resist for long !"The cat in you happily purrs at this big mouse he's found to play with. You stop sucking to put your nose in my balls, one hand grasping my erect cock, the other making said balls roll and get in and out your mouth."I like your smell, Ian, and I like how heavy these balls feel in my hand. I want you to shoot a big load in my mouth... If I release this nice cock from my clutches" Shit Emma. You're killing me !" Yes.. Noting that the toilet window overlooked the car park, as they were on two different levels, so there was something below the toilets that was a part of the club I went down a flight of stairs and realised that the row of doors along the corridor meant that there was accommodation for fucking in each small room that had a bed with a plastic covered mattress on in one corner and a sink in the other, there was a toilet at the end of the corridor and a door to the car park although there was.