When Eileen did, her hand brushed across her breast. As if in a dream or in none. This brought Eileen back to the thoughts of Sara. That warm soft tho...ght of feeling Sara's hand touching her. A sense of longing and passion surged through Eileen's entire body. Her breasts, so hungry to be touched.Eileen stood alone eyes closed. She could feel a pleasant, breeze. As Eileen's thoughts became lost in Sara. As did her spirit heart and body; longed for Sara's touch. In Eileen's mind Sara became one. She was into the life style then. She was given to me and Claire at the gang bang after taking on about twenty guys and girls and two dogs. She was dripping cum from both holes and had stripes across her back from being whipped. She's strange. She only seems happy when you are hurting her or putting large things in her cunt and ass." What is Claire's feelings about this?" I asked."That's the funny thing. She seems to be getting off on dominating Gina. She can be rougher than me and seems to get. I am wearing black stockings, I pair that I ordered from online, they make me feel hot, when I put them on, so hot that I choose not wear my panties, and my pink nipples brush my woolen jumper, making them warm also, right now they are rigid and hard, and I sign a religious sounding surrender, but deep within I wish the man beside me would lift my jumper and take one hard nipple into his mouth and extract my sweet milk.I look across at Jimmy, he is studying me, and even though he is only. Bring it to my table." Lizzie turned around without a backwards glance and made her way to a table in the corner of the room. Lizzie plunked her gear down and waited for the wine. She saw the innkeeper place a pitcher on a tray along with a pewter mug and a key. He motioned to a girl on her knees scrubbing the wooden floor. She leapt up and moved as fast as she could, looking with consternation at his raised hand. The innkeeper pointed to Lizzie's table and grumbled his instructions. The girl.