But before I do, you need to understand how I intend to do so, while still keeping my word." Lucy was listening, but scarcely had any interest in him ...ticking to his principles. She wanted nothing more at that moment than for him to take off his clothes and ravish her, rules be damned. He reached down under the chair he was sitting on and pulled out a duffel bag. Out of it he pulled a small box with a button on it and set it on the table next to him. He then reached back into the bag and pulled. I couldn’t believe this was happening, I’d had sex with girls of my own age but nothing compared to this. I started to twitch sensing that I could cum any second desperately trying to hold on. She obviously realized and stopped, standing up again.“Lay on the bed”She instructed. When I had she stared on me again, carefully now, giving me a second of a break whenever I seemed to be getting close. Next she slid down and licked my balls then sucked one into her mouth, I was amazed never having had. The black silk stockings and suspender belt drawing men’s eyes to that white soft band of exposed thigh. The tiny, tight g-string, bulged with the softness of her shaved cunt. It was the usual, but it was an offering worthy of all the gods on earth. We looked in total disbelief, and each man would have traded his soul, and sold his family into slavery for the pleasure that her costume promised. Catherine began a slow dance with The Arranger. Within a few minutes she slipped her hands down to. . ccrrraaaccckkk! Biting... and biting deep... just fractionally higher. Perhaps a quarter of an inch. More shrieks of torment; more frantic jerking. The strain on the thigh muscles must have been considerable, thought Miralda. So much the better. In this remorseless, methodical manner, Miralda and Tavia worked slowly up the left hand thigh of each girl. Until six strokes had been laid on. Three minutes’ work. “Now I think we’ll change thighs.” said Miralda. “Right ...” The direction of the two.