” What the fuck? Had she just read my mind? Did she recognize the war that was in my head? Did she know I was thinking that I didn’t want to move ...his fast? The war continued to play in my head. All the questions kept forming in my head. But the moment she started nibbling on my neck everything seemed to disappear. I laid back and enjoyed her kissing my neck. She moved her way down kissing my chest. I felt my dick begin to pulse more. Now the pulsing felt stronger. She continued down kissing. I let the leather pool on the floor and simply stood before you. I watched as your eyes crawled from my encased feet, up my stocking legs, to the clasp of the garter…following the garter straps up and noticing the frame job is was doing to my immaculately bare cunt. I couldn’t help but shiver as you took in the “landing strip” that I refuse to get rid of. You could tell just how excited I was by my swollen glistening pussy lips and clit peeking out from under its protective hood. Your eyes. He seemed flattered that I was feeling so guilty for the mess. He would later confess that he thought I would of wanted to leave. With my guilt, I felt an obligation to do better. I was still nervous but was able to work past it and force myself to swallow a good few inches of Bill's long cock. He didn't cum in my mouth but he said he got close. It was time. I moved onto my back and pulled my legs up and apart as Bill maneuvered between them. He fingered my ass. I had a hard time swallowing as. The full bouquet and taste of that hot and moist cunt, would be savoured by that prey before castration, if she were the successful captor. Her whimsical and erotic visions were put on hold, however, when she and the others dismounted their slave drawn chariots at the edge of the treeline, to take up the hunt on foot. The tracking device clicked on, for its intermittent broadcast, amazing Drusa with its information.“I can’t believe it Derma, he’s made it across the gorge ... how?” The similarly.