And she did, replacing her fingers with her tongue, moving it around, sucking on my vagina lips in the progress. Her wet fingers were placed at my ass...ole, though not pushing them inside just yet. She first put the fingers of her other hand on my clit, rubbing it only gently. I moaned, though a hiss escaped my lips as well. Now she was teasing me, after I’d already made her cum. “Don’t tease me,” I told her, at which I could feel her grin against me. And then she pushed one finger into my. It makes people let go of you pretty fast. That's why it's a standard in self defense classes for women. Always go for the weakest point.I didn't care if I broke it or not. He must have been smart enough to know it because he let go. Jan ran back to the table. I turned and went to check on her.Todd was there, trying to calm her down. I sat beside her. She was about to hug me when I saw asshole coming up fast. I pushed her away and turned to face him. He stopped on the other side of the. And Prudence was too. He could kill a person in many creative ways. That was Prudence’s specialty. But most importantly, he was a hunk-a-hunk-a burning love and Prudence Hobart wanted him between her thighs as fast as she could get him there.She looked at his stalwart height and those broad shoulders, those merry grey eyes and that cocky Irish smirk and she’d wanted him carnally from the first instant she saw him standing there boldly in that parking lot.Pru knew that he and Hilley had a thing.. Those people! They just had no feelings at all.She could cry, that was okay. Anyone would, after that. In fact it was weird how she hadn’t felt like crying while it was going on ... well Xenia wouldn’t have cared and Boris would’ve got off on it.But she had to not be a victim. Well, she could be a victim, as long as she worked at stopping being a victim. And she wasn’t here as a victim anyway: she was here as a trick, as part of a rescue. Xenia had tortured her, but she hadn’t got the secrets;.