Her legs were smooth and slick, her flesh dewy and soft. She had shaved the personal area between her legs and the skin was as hairless a baby's botto....She added a little glitter to her breasts before she donned the sheerest of red bras. She put on red crotchless panties and thigh-high stockings. Next was a white silk blouse so delicate that her red bra could be seen in excruciating detail through the fabric. Then she pulled on a skin-tight black knit skirt that left nothing to the imagination.. She gasps and in a momentary panic tries to break free. The bite with no warning was a shock and scares her, but my strong arms comfort and reassure her.“In ten minutes I will place my hand between your thighs”.When it comes, the hand is cupped between her legs. It is there but exerts no pressure, and when she tries to push against it to gain the relief of resistance I draw it back. If you were closer you would see the first tear finding a path from under her blindfold. If you, and not me, were. She'd done it so fast that she had forgotten to ask who tonight's guest was. No matter, she would find out soon enough."What's so interesting guys," Stormy asked as she carried her coffee over to the other side of the room, "the Coyote finally catch up to the Roadrunner, or is it mothers who sleep with their teenage daughters' boyfriends again?"Realizing that she was standing just behind them, two of the Crew moved out of the way to let her see the television screen."Oh gross," Stormy exclaimed. As he withdrew she experienced momentary relief from the torment. But then Banning thrust deeply inside her -- again and again and again -- Marion fought back a sob, then groaned as she had the sensation of receiving an enema as he filled her with his cock. Then he was grunting, spewing his seed into her.Marion derived no sexual pleasure from this, merely accepting it as just punishment for her transgression.Banning backed away from her, and with a soft "pop" he was gone and relief flowed over.