She smiled when she saw the ID and the simple text. "hi". Her text back was just as simple "hi back at ya". The next text was quick "wut u doin?" She ...miled again, feeling a familiar tingle. They loved this game and she was in just the right mood to play. "nuthin" she replied. As she pressed send, she stood and dropped her boy shorts to the floor, and pulled her lacey cami over her head. She picked up her mobile, holding it at arm's length, smiling at it's little digital apature. The photo. Javert’s entrance startled everyone correctly.I cut most of, but not all the “Runaway Cart” music starting at letter C in the music...VALJEANIs there anyone hereFAUCHELEVANTAnother hard stop in the music. The crowd clears just as the “Who Am I?” pre-music begins.After Valjean vocally pleads to the court and the audience as well, Little Cosette comes in and takes his hand. Fantine sings to her, with the harp beginning the piece.(The white light appears in the doorway all around the center. Tracey knew that if she was ever enslaved she would be bought as a sex toy and this had led to a lot of nights with her fingers buried between her legs as she worked herself into a frenzy thinking of that possibility, but she knew in the cold light of day life as a sex toy might not all be pleasurable!The fantasies never left her though and now she had the opportunity to take her fantasies one step further, into the real world, with her collar. Tracey saw naked slaves every day out in public,. ’ She continued to pulse and fuck against both his cock and fingers. Finally after a minute, she slumped onto her elbows, trying to catch her breath, still having aftershocks from cumming so hard. Lucas was still buried deep within her. He had never wanted her as much as he did right then. Worn out, tired, and sated, by him. ‘I want to cum inside you.’ Lucas pumped quickly against her. He could hear his balls smack against her with every hard, fast thrust. He had figured out he wasn’t hurting.