I also saw mixed in some rather exotic photos and etchings of rather naughty scenes. I loved it all. And I loved the fact that she had made her booksh...lves the center of attention in the front room. Where had this vision been hiding all my life. She went into the kitchen, started brewing some coffee and offered me a snifter of brandy to warm me up. I roamed about the apartment, and suddenly found a half-opened cabinet, which I took for holding more precious books. She had told me to make myself. Leaning up, Cade latched his mouth onto first one and then the other, making me arch my back and moan softly. I reached my hand between my own legs and wrapped it around his cock. Slowly I slid my hand up and down his length, and then began picking up the pace. Cade’s stomach muscles rippled with every stroke and I smiled down at him. He brought one hand up to my pussy and began to slide a large finger in and out of me. With every stroke my body quivered and I whimpered softly. Cade’s other. However, John was right my pussy was dripping wet from him and that woman DeRonda. We finished our shopping and we returned to the car. On the way back to his place, I told John that DeRonda seemed like a charming woman as well as being very sexy and very lovely. I told him that I could see why he had that boyish crush on her when he was younger. I also told John that she looked so fucking hot dressed in her black nylon bodysuit.“So you found the photos; just as I figured you would,” John. In fact, I could easily see I was virtually a captive slave with no other option but to follow their orders and keep my mouth shut to stay alive.When they picked me up with the pole, a couple of them started to rub the mud into my skin from head to toe and I struggled to get away from their demanding fingers. Soon I was browner than them and only my blue eyes and blonde hair gave me away as being not of their tribe. As the only female in the group of about twenty I felt hopelessly outnumbered.