While she was still working out her bearings and considering her options, another body was dragged in and pushed down next to her. She knew, both from...the smell of her perfume and her agitation, that it was Lady Barbara. She reached out with her tethered hands and pulled Lady Barbara to her, probably by her expensive cashmere coat, trying her hardest through the gag to whisper, “Shush!”Remarkably, thought Marina, Lady Barbara immediately stopped struggling. She moved her hands to connect with. So i jokingly told her that this dude definitely wanted to fuck her brains out, so she looked over and caught him in the eye. They had a sexually tense stare and then she looked at me and said wow you are totally right…we both agreed that we don’t really like black guys but i said he most likely has a huge cock and of course that made her eyebrow raise. I told her she should go over and talk to him and flirt a little but she was very against it but i bribed her with hangover breakfast the next. I cupped my round C cup breasts, ran my hands down my sleek golden tanned stomach and let them rest on my butt as I checked out my juicy rear end in the mirror. Damn, I thought to myself, keeping a body like this out of commission for so long should be a crime. And it had been a while since I had gotten some, my boyfriend and I broke up about 4 months ago and I haven’t had sex since. My personal dry streak and the freakishly hot weather outside was getting to me, I seemingly grew hornier with. His eyes widened and his smile grew. Cassie reached and grabbed her phone from his hand, closing the browser. "Research eh?" He laughed at her. "Yes! Research for our P.S.E's." she answered boldly. "P.S.E's?" He asked, confused. "Yeah. Our Personal Service Excercises." She said with a smile. Brad looked at her still slightly confused. "That's what we can call our masturbation sessions. Our P.S.E's. That way if we say it around anyone, it'll just seem like something for school." Cassie.