Shaking, I slid my index finger between the two mounds, and feltanother, much smaller mound. As my finger brushed beside it, I felt asmall jolt of ple...sure. My finger tracked further down, before findingan opening. A vagina.My vagina.My hands fell from my thighs in shock. I lifted them off the bed,drawing them up my sides over my t-shirt. I stood up and took off the t-shirt, bunching it up from the bottom and slipping it over my head.I walked towards one of the three doors in the bedroom, the. "Verity," Freeman said as gently as possible, "you have nothing to fear. The Playhouse isn't a bordello, you won't be treated like a sex slave." Not exactly, he thought, savouring the smooth contours of her breasts, the straining peaks of her nipples. Sexual slavery was an understatement where the Playhouse was concerned. Let's face it, even the word 'rape' was too mild a term to describe what she was facing. The psyche evaluations had been right about one thing, at least. Verity Sherman was. The hand action and tongue play let him know it was Allie. Adam felt another weight toward the headboard and finally figured out it was Shelly walking up to let Sarah lick his spend out of her opening. That helped Allie's task immensely – although her mouth was doing a fine job on her own.Sarah spent several minutes doing what she could to make sure Shelly's pussy was spotless, then moved down to mount Adam. He felt her hands on his thighs and realized she was facing away from him."Don't you. Man what a great day this has turned out to be! But I am not going to answer her question. I’d have to be a fool to answer that. Which ever way I answer it, someone is going to be pissed at me, so I said nothing. Cindy got up on her knees on the bed and I was looking at her. She really was so very, very beautiful. Her skin was just so smooth and not a blemish anywhere. And her perky tits stood straight out! I don’t know why I haven’t seen them before!Then Jenny got up and took off her clothes..