It was a Saturday, a few weeks later, and we had decided to go out for a meal. Walking down the street, Eleanor suddenly stopped and touched her chest... between her breasts. Then she fumbled inside her shirt and, looking totally bemused, pulled out my silver locket, THE silver locket. I went to say, don’t open it but she did and put a hand over her mouth as if to suppress a scream. I knew instantly that it was a picture of Clemency.Eleanor took the picture out and turned it over and let out a. I felt the full thickness of herprobing tongue, and then she pulled it out, holding my hair to keep mefrom following. I sucked at her withdrawing tongue, not wanting it toleave, but she finished with a soft full lip kiss.Erika looked me in the eyes and cooed, "You are one hot sissy bitch!" Shethen pulled me to her and holding me tight, forced her knee between mylegs and pressed against my sissy crotch. As she started licking my lips,my neck, my ears, I returned the heated foreplay.I turned from. Onlookers watched her up there with her eyes half-closed and her mouth open, panting, moaning, screaming, begging for more as white and black men shoved their cocks into her raw throbbing holes.Covered in sweat and hot sperm, she was public meat, to be used by everybody in the room till early in the morning. She was fucking for all to see live on the website and TV-screens, showing off her sperm covered body as Irene kept on filming her exploits.A few days later, while at Uni, images of that. “Nice Wheels.” I muttered, my voice dripping with sarcasm. It shouldn’t have surprised me that his goons would be driving around in a lime green VW Bug. After all, it did kind of look like a skittle. “It is kind of cute.” “Yeah, if you’re an teen-age girl who still sleeps with her teddy bear.” I have to admit, I kind of felt bad about that one, noting the hurt look in her eyes as it hit the mark. I made a mental note to myself to make it up to her. She liked shoes. Maybe I could take her.