“If you want any of this, you need to do exactly what I tell you, understand?” “Yes, Barb.” “Good. Now peel them off.” I knelt, grabbed...the waistband and pulled slowly, wanting to prolong my agony. As I bared her, the scent of her sex filled the room. I couldn’t believe my luck. Here I was, in the presence of a pretty redhead, willing to do anything she asked. “Kiss it! Like you did with my tits,” sShe said, spreading her legs, showing me her moist pussy lips. Tentatively, I leaned forward. “Aye, my Lord,” the sergeant answered.“If the one on the steps moves, shot him in the knee. I don’t want him dead yet, Oh no, not yet! I have something special in mind for him,” Duke Gabriell told the Sergeant.“Henry, bring me my cloak,” Gabriell ordered next. The young lieutenant quickly gathered it and the other clothes up from the snow on the side of the steps and handed the cloak to the Duke. He opened a hidden pocket in the top part of the cloak near the hood and removed two rings from it.. So, I moved just my towel over to that spot leaving her towel and carry bag at our first spot. I settled in and began enjoying the massaging. I noticed that several others in the vicinity was occasionally checking her out on the table, as I was. She looked much nicer than many who were getting massages, so she stood out from the norm.The masseur wore shorts, but no shirt, he was in great shape for a 50 something man. Anyway, he started the massage by applying an oil to her legs, belly, and. “Noooooo…” Rachel cried out in desperation as the sheer intensity of the orgasm consumed her completely. Her body convulsed as if it was seized by a billion bolts of electricity, and her back arched in spasm lifting her upper torso off the chair, as the first wave of the orgasm took hold.Crivelli and Joey were merciless and gave her no respite, eager to tease her sexual frenzy into an even more fevered state of arousal. Joey moved his mouth from the bloody tip of her right nipple and now bit.