"By then she'd settled my cock at the entrance to her cunt, and very slowly, she sat down around my length."So good," she whispered, more to herself t...an to me. "So good."I bottomed out."So good."She didn't move on me. She used three fingers on her clitoris, flattened and held together, rubbing them in a small circle."Yes," she purred. "Yes."It took all the willpower I had not to thrust. Barring that, I wanted her to move on me. She didn't. She did start to shake. No, she shivered as if very. I started hitting the boys, desperate to get their attention, but when I hit Bobby on the shoulder, he threw an elbow at me, and I fell. Almost an instant after, I heard Caleb scream out, "Baby, are you okay?, and within milliseconds, he was by my side, making sure I was ok. He yelled out to his cousin, "Way to go, you bastard! You hurt the only innocent person in the room! Why are you here, anyway? Don't you have a life of your own to ruin?"Bobby looked at me with tear-filled eyes and said to. Both myself and my sister laughed, 'These k**s now-a-days and sex', relied my sister, shaking her head, 'Well what is it', he interjected again, his curiosity getting the better of him.My sister looked at me, 'Are you wearing knickers', I looked at her and shook my head, indicating I was 'commando', at which my sister rose from her stool and undid her denims, 'Look here', she said to her son and she pulled her tiny white cotton knickers tight into her crotch, and produced a classic 'Camel. Mastress relied on her discretion and her command of the other girls ofthe team.There were four other female members, all uniquely qualified to be withthe group. Each is physically stronger than her gender and size wouldimply.Suzanne was born and raised in the French countryside south of Paris.Her studies in France allowed her to travel to Montreal when she was 21years. Somehow she came under Mastress' influence. She is nearly 30years old, 170cm tall and fit at 55kg. Her hair is chestnut and.