I bit her anal hairs, letting them roll into my mouth. Tasting the un-wiped traces of Beth. It was disgusting and unheard of, which was exactly why ... was doing it. I slipped my finger out, looking at the thick traces of matter. The smell was overpowering. I looked up at a relieved Beth, clearly happy that I was no longer probing her rectum. I slid my hand up, moving over her breasts, painting her nipple with the brown matter on my finger. Beth had no clue as to the artistic work, her. In the inner sanctum bathroom he transformed into Charlotte dressingjust like she had before: pencil skirt, satin blouse, bob-cut jet-black wig with the fringe, heavy makeup, blood-red lipstick and highheels. This time however she had decided to wear pantyhose forconvenience. She checked herself out in the mirror and was satisfiedwith what she saw.She had noticed stains on her blouse and skirt when she had returnedto her dorm after the last time she had been here. She knew fromexperience that. . Sir." exclaimed Bradly."Oh ... hmm ... One more thing, Rodney ... The boy had a point earlier... You owe him a jacket! ... Bradly, take the cash for a full set of new clothes out Rod's last pay-check! ... And give the bull-whip to the boy!" said Todd Hart, squinting at Rod. The foreman stormed off angry, to collect his gear. "How are you doing, lad? ... " wanted mister Hart to know."Well, I am a bit cold and a bit naked. However, Ian took excellent care of me, Sir. But where am I to go now?. Pushing back into your body I asked, “ Did you find anything?”Hearing a toilet flush you pulled your hand out and spun me to face you. A drunken party goer stumbled out eventually and smiled hazily at us as he returned to the noise. “You’ve got nothing on you fucking whore” you whispered as you squeeze my arse hard. I loved it when you spoke to me like that, making me instantly wet. Wriggling out of your grip I walked down the corridor beckoning for you to follow. I know that you’d love the.