.only to be faced with other cruel tools of torture.To the right stands a table with many bright, sharp, deadly looking knifes laying on its cold ston... surface. Stepping closer, half afraid of what I might see and half thrilled at the horror of it, I closely examine the items on the table. My hands travel, touching each as I envision the way they would feel against my flesh. Touching a pair of silver nipple clamps, running my finger over the tiny quarter inch spikes that line their jaws I. Elle se sent humide coulant sur sa chaise alors qu'elle mange ? l'id?e que du monde la voit en ce moment m?me.Rapidement, elle a la chair de poule. Les soir?es sont encore fraiches, j'aurai du y penser ! Elle s'empresse de terminer son assiette pour pouvoirrentrer et dessert la table, emmenant le tout ainsi que son pc dans la cuisine.Elle regarde le bol ? terre assoiff?e mais honteuse ? l'id?e de ce qu'elle va devoir faire. Elle dirige la cam vers l'angle de la piece, la centrant surle bol et. Veronica was the head cheerleader and she had a smile that Candy suspected was not entirely true to her internal emotions. It was the sort of smile that made Candy shudder when she was completely nude in the shower room and the supremely confident Veronica was still in full uniform. The other girls all seemed a bit overly obedient to the head cheerleader’s every little whim and Candy wondered if they all knew a secret she was not in on as yet.Candy kept her gut instinct hidden from the others. Out came John daughter Lisa. She was almost a mirror image of her mother. She was about 5ft 2 with dirty blonde hair. She had two big pink earrings that matched her bathing suit. She had a towel over her arm and walked out to her Mom minivan to get some sun screen from the trunk. She bent over causing her thong to ride high in her ass crack. She had smaller breast then her Mom about a size 32DD. Her waist was small and her ass was small but really tight. You could bounce a quarter off it with.