”Sayaka, unthinking, obeys Greg's whispered command. She raises herself up so Greg can push her trousers off her hips, along with her plain cotton u...derpants. She feels exquisitely naughty, her naked ass against this man's shorts, his hand now free to roam unrestricted over her sweaty eager cunt. He takes his own selfish pleasure in penetrating her with two digits, milking her seeping juices, matting her public hair.“You too,” she says breathlessly. “Take down your shorts.”Greg, unwilling or. She saw that she was again in the presence of her Mistress. "Hello, Janet. Feel better?" asked Erica. "Yes, Mistress." "Andrea, please leave us," ordered Erica. "Yes, Mistress," said Andrea as she departed. Janet saw that they were not alone, as there was a naked girl hanging from a ceiling chain with them. Her arms and legs were kept apart by spreader bars, and her feet were locked into high heels. Janet did not know her identity, as the girl's head was encased in a red leather. We had picked up another girl and guy heading for Sausalito, and then another friend of theirs found them, so we got it together and were about to split when the Sausalito couple found another ride while walking back to the van, and we kind of inherited this girl to drop off somewhere or other in Marin.New girl got to ride up front, and the other three piled into the back. I pulled out a live show tape and popped it into the cassette deck and we rolled on out of there.The way the van's sound. “Wait a minute!” she protested, but he pulled her petite body against his. She could feel his warmth through the thin layer of rubber. “Don’t worry babe, I just want to play a bit with you.” Irene panicked and wanted to run away but the client wouldn’t let her. “Oh no, you don’t!“ He roughly pushed her into the office. Irene started to scream. “You talk too much, honey,” he said and produced a cloth from his pocket which he stuffed into Irene’s mouth. Roughly he put her into a chair and tied.