He hasn't got a clue what's going on.”She spoke to me in a cutey-pie voice, “There, there little boy. It'll be ok. You just let the big k**s play ...nd we'll show you how to play as we go along.” Followed by almost maniacal laughing.I was trying to play it cool, but I was starting to panic. They'd already shown a blatant disregard for any limits I had. They'd also proved that they knew their way around ropes!Clare took the ball gag from Rob's hand and straddled me. She held the gag up to my face. She was about to open the bun but I told her not to. She immediately sat in front of me and handed me the comb and said, “I hope you know how to use it.”I started giving her a head massage and at the same time, I was smelling and sucking her bun. She did not mind it and was enjoying the massage. Suddenly, she started moaning slowly.I shifted my mouth to her nape (back of the neck) and started kissing her nape. She did not resist. My left hand went to caress her left boob and my right hand. But I could not live with putting them in jail. As for Schermer, I want to talk to his sister Sonja before anything is decided about him." The poor girl who drove is about out of her mind from fear," Lindsey went on. "Who knows what she has had to live through. Maybe I could actually help her. Sonja told me about Jenny and her 'pass it on' philosophy. Here's a chance for me."As she had many times before, Marty wondered how she had been so fortunate. Most people in her profession spent a lot of. My fingers slipped into her depths, her juicy pussy clenching down on my digits, begging to be filled by my cock. I curled my digits, sliding them along silky walls until I found that one spot.Her pupils dilated. She let out a wanton moan as I massaged her.“You can,” I growled. “You just chose not to. I just need information.” My fingers circled her spot, the bundle of pleasure every woman had buried in her pussy. Her snatch squeezed and relaxed on my fingers over and over, her juices dripping.