This caused her to gasp and groan. She tightened her grip on the sheets. Where she had been wet before, she was now almost flooding. I peeled her lips...gently apart and moved in to lick her open pussy. After a few minutes of this, I inserted two fingers about one knuckle deep and gently massaged the first inch inside her pulsating vaginal muscle. While doing this, I began a slow, soft circular motion around her clit with my tongue. Now she was slapping her hands on the bed and making incoherent. Kian- his name was - looked at me and asked what I wished to try, and I knew, I was in for a very special night.“I liked everything you showed us on those pictures earlier,” I said quietly, eyes cast down onto my glass, my voice trembling with anxiety and excitement. He stood up and strapped a thick leather collar around my neck and clipped a chain leash onto it.Crawling on my hands and knees - fishnet scraping, stretching against the hardwood floor - I was paraded along the hall like a prized. “Ah ah ah!” She cooed, taking a chair from the corner and placing it a few feet away from Shane. “I’ve been practising. So you like the uniform?” She giggled, to which Shane just nodded dumbly. She smiled, and started her striptease. She began by placing her hands on the edge of the chair, slowly bending over, and back up, and down again, so her white panties kept bobbing into view. After a while, she stood up, and squeezed her ass, her red nails plumping the flesh as she lifted her skirt out. I know that cell phones can be tracked. I should have told Heather to leave her phone in her car before we left. I turned to Heather and I said to her; “Is your cell phone bugged too?”“Not that I know of.”“Show me that picture.”She opened up her pictures on her phone, she then showed me that poor naked dead girl’s picture. I took a picture of the picture, and I then handed Heather’s and my phone to Becky. “Becky I want you to take our phones, get in the van and drive south on the interstate..