That’s right ... isn’t it?”Jennifer nodded. “He didn’t do anything wrong at all. At least I don’t think so.”“Go on,” urged Mindy.“...o anyway, while he was driving me to the hospital, I couldn’t lean back, and I sort of put my arms on the dashboard and then lay my head on them, you know?” She got another nod and went on. “And I didn’t realize it at first, but the shirt was hanging straight down and wasn’t covering anything. And he kept looking over at me.” She looked away nervously and then back.. I'd already verified that if it existed at all it had to be in here. It was on my second pass that I felt something different.It was definitely inside, and felt like a seam or a fold in the skin. I stroked its length gently and Hera gave a sudden sigh. Although she tried to remain serene after that I knew I was onto something.Gentle stroking led me to feeling a hardening lump, and soon after that it emerged from its hiding place with a whiff of the floral scent I recognized.Although I'd clearly. As i bent over she started caressing my tattoo on my lower back with her soft finger tips. i ran my hand slowly across her denim covered thighs. she started to kiss my neck running her tongue up and down firmly. i started to unbutton her jeans exposing her white lace thong. i could feel my insides churning wanting her more and more with every second. i slowly pulled her over the sofa so she was laying on her back as i slid her jeans fully off. her milky white skin glistening in the moonlight. . do not move."Then he pulls a bag from the under the bed and pulls four large paper clamps out. He examines them and then dons a pair of surgical gloves while giving a nasty explanation, "I don't want to touch your nasty fuck hole."He orders her legs to spread wider and places two clamps on one side of her cunt. Then two on the other side and she grimaces as each clamp closes painfully on the tender flesh. When that is done he attaches a light chain to each clamp. Then attaches them to a.