She looked with big wide eyes as I cupped my hands and held them under the little cascade then drank noisily and tasted the purest water anyone could ...ver wish for."Try it," I said, but she had her hands under the flow already and slurped just as noisily as I had."Oh my God." she gasped, "Somebody should bottle that, it's gorgeous."When I'd finished laughing, I held her as I explained that my boss bottled it and that it was what I moved on and off lorries all day long at the warehouse.He found. He needed to clean up the room and then lock up. Then he had to get the girls to the teacher’s house. He had to get the girl cleaned up before he could deliver her to her parents. He had lots of time since he knew from his research today that Miss Sarah Johnson lived alone. Yes, his plan had worked to perfection. He would deliver the girl home. She wouldn’t be a problem, and then they could have some more fun with Miss Johnson. Yes, this was going to be a very successful project, he. Moans escaped the lips of most of the crowd watching. The sound of the zippering attracted a few more women since they obviously had heard that sound before. I, as well as the others, watched in fascination as the bruises developed across her breasts. They were small dashes resembling the lines of perforated paper, but turning from red to a deep blue. Her nipples were throbbing from the pain but were also aroused by evidence of the hardness. Now she could enjoy the reward of my play. I pulled. “That’s perfect” I said, “now speed it up a bit.”Andy followed my instruction and fucked her faster and deeper with every thrust as she moaned, sucked and tugged at poor old Stephen’s cock. After a couple of minute of this she was writhing about uncontrollably so Geoff pulled his dick out of her mouth in fear that she might bite it. “Someone rub my clit!” she called and Stephen put his hand down there and found the button.“YES, YES, FUCK YES!!!” She cried as he body tensed and an ogasm errupted.