My pussy! My p-pretty pussy!?Lupette waited for the storm to subside. Then she clapped her paws again and said: ?It’s time, my beauties, for your la...t high kicks.??No.? ?Oh no.? ?Oh please god no.??Oh yes,? said their captor and raised her paws. And slowly, unwillingly, but unable to disobey, each girl raised those lovely legs: back, back, back, until they pointed tremblingly skyward.Lupette started with St. Cloud, who kicked hard and utterly in vain as her captor massaged her pussy with a. They went all the way up to the ninth floor. He stopped in front of room 539 pulling out a gold credit card looking key.“I think you’ll really like this.” He opened the door, and moved aside beckoning for her to go first. “So this is your place.” She asked as she stepped in. Right as foot hit the carpet inside someone came up behind shoving her down. Falling to her knees she scrambled around just as the door shut closed locking with a loud click.“Brandon? What the hell?” The room was dark, no. What happened next I wasn’t anticipating. She took off her shirt revealing revealing a hot yellow lacy bra. ‘I noticed you staring at my tits. There a 40EE right now,and there only getting bigger. Do you liked what you saw?’ Then the bra hit the floor. ‘Take off your shirt.’ I took off my shirt, and when I turned around, she had turned back around. There they were in all there glory. Her nipples were huge, sticking out at least an inch. ‘You want to give them a suck?’ This all felt surreal.. That alone was sending shocks through my whole body. But my right hand was working over time as well. My clitoris, which was the size of the tip of my pinky finger, was throbbing, pulsating. I was using the thumb and forefinger, massaging my clit back and forth. Squeezing, pulling, stretching, twisting it. Then, as I was nearing an orgasm to end all orgasms...I used my left hand to spread my engorged pussy lips as far apart as I could. My right hand, with three fingers deep inside, my palm.