.your breast naked and ripe under the black transparent material and finally the four inch black high heels lifting your form to new and wondrous heig...ts... my heart pounded in my chest as you slowly glided towards me.... standing there letting my eyes soak up your tantalizing beauty...your beautiful long blonde hair cascading down to your shoulders... and your red lips... wet form your tongue.. your eyes glowing from your passion....moving my eyes down to your hard pink nipples as then. I pull Jen’s head to my chest, kiss her forehead, then say, “You will get used to it. Dahlia and Moira tend to gang up on us like that.” Dahlia blows a raspberry in my direction, and Moira hits me in the arm. “See what I mean. They’re bullies.”Moira responds, “If we are bullies, then I’m going to force everybody to hit an early movie.”I don’t need to look at the schedule. I inform them, “You girls saw Pretty Women without me, thank God. That leaves one choice, and I want no complaining.”Moira. Now he stepped back from her and unhooked her manacles from the chains. She collapsed into his hands, and he picked her up and brought her from the room. The next thing she knew, she was being tied up again to two solid wooden beams that had a thick, leather strap between them that lay across her stomach to support her weight. One ankle was chained to the base of each beam, and her arms were chained behind her to the top of each beam. Her breasts were swinging freely in the cave air, jutting. "I'm glad that Silas likes good coffee. He and I seem to have similar taste in some ways," I said, thinking I was teasing Mary."He can't stand coffee. The only coffee he had when he brought me here was some for sale in the store. When I asked him if I could make some for myself he acted as if he'd done me wrong by not asking if I wanted some earlier. He got me a new coffee pot out of the stock and brought me the coffee back himself, right away. Since then he makes sure I have real Arbuckle's.