.. How ‘bout you?? Twisting her head back and forth, her arms, legs tautly stretching in their bindings, her naked body past glistening, heav...ly perspiring as the searing alcohol from the soaked clothe streaks across, drips off from her bare flesh onto the floor between her spread feet as she tiptoes. Stretching as she can only grunt through the saliva soaked ball gag, her drool slings down from the gag, clinging to her shimmering breasts. Picking through, choosing what could. ’I watched her crumple up the first stocking. ‘I am feeling a bit horny now, why don’t we go for it like rabbits eh?’ Sophie started on the other stocking. ‘No.’ She yanked the other stocking off and slowly began edging her sheer black tights down. ‘Why not? You never wear stockings for me in the bedroom? You were so sexy tonight, you think I can sleep without thinking of you gyrating in your witch’s costume?’ ‘I am tired, you should have danced with me and then we could have gotten intimate. She’d hold me in one hand and lie on the bed, flicking my switch and as I buzzed into life, she’d slowly slide me along her slit. My tip would trace her folds and slowly begin to circle her clit.Sometimes, she’d push my head inside her, feeling her soft velvet walls gripping me as she panted and squirmed. I could always tell how things were going in her life depending on how I was used. With her hips thrust up into the air, she needed it hard and fast, pushing me deep inside as I buzzed on. If only I could have hidden behind D rather than be the object of his attentions, I suspected anyone that didn't do what he wanted was in for a taste of his anger, "Well that's a very nice offer," I said carefully, "But I'm not really interested at the moment."His eyebrows raised and I sensed a tiny hint of annoyance stir in him, "This is not an offer I would make to just anyone, you should be honoured and humbled by it," he said."Oh I am, I am," I said quickly trying to think of a way out that.