I drank tea and read for a little while but then everything got hazy again. I thought I must be catching a bug or something, I was so muddled this wee...end. The sun was warm on me so I decided to nap in the heat and try to bake it out. I think I'd dozed for an hour or so when three boys came around the corner of the house. I knew I'd met them the night before but for the life of me I couldn't think of their names. "Hi, Mrs. Hopkins. How are you feeling?" the first one asked me. When I. "It's not that it's just that most guys here don't give me eye contact if you know what I mean." she said sticking out her chest. "Well I can see why, they are quite lovely." She let loose a loud chuckle then quickly composed herself. "It was umm...very nice to meet you citizen." she said putting her hand on my arm. "You too Princess." I said with a wink. As I walked away I turned slightly to see her watching me leave. I knew right away I was in. A few hours later as the events were winding. He whispers in my ear we should go up to his room for another drink. I shake my head, finish my drink and slip off the high bar chair landing on my feet, finding his hand now inadvertently between my legs feeling the wetness of my lips. Grabbing my clutch we walked out of the bar area his arm around my waist, mine over his shoulder. I could see eyes following us out, I heard the catty comments. I must be a high class hooker taking a john up to his room. That thought somehow excites me. I’m a. Nixon twisted the nasal clamp to renew Sue’s agony.“Just one more little pleasure for me.” There were several painful sites left for him to exploit. I was afraid for Sue. He dragged the nasal clamp out and snapped it. As he shoved three fingers harshly into her suffering pussy, he asked “How are we doing down here? Not very wet now, are you?” He licked those fingers clean, then snapped the clamp against her thigh. Against all hope, he did plan to abuse her clit with it. I felt faint at the.