Charmaine was absolutely hammered, and she could not control her arousal. She turned to him as soon as she got inside the car and her lips were on his... kissing him urgently. Her hand fell on his lap and she felt his growing bulge there. His hand fell on her smooth leg as he sent his tongue into her mouth. They were kissing loudly, lips smacking as he slowly caressed his hand up her soft thigh and up her skirt. ‘I’m so juicy.’ She breathed as she kissed him. His fingers touched her panties. Meanwhile my attention was focused on my plaything. Her beauty enhanced by her submission, the hints of acceptance and rebellion only just beneath the surface. My girl has spirit... !! Even know, naked, collared and cuffed, the hood totally blocking sight and muffling every sound. She kneels, holding the required position perfectly, immobile, yet aware, poised not to defy, but to obey.Others have knelt there before her, some bound so tight each breath was restricted, chained to the floor, the. She found numerous reasons to touch him and lean into him. We were making small talk and I mentioned to John that I had a photography project titled "Carol 29." The point of the project was to take pictures of her while she was at her physical peak. I showed John some of the pictures I had already taken. One picture in particular was of Carol in a silky strapless nightgown. Her nipples were prominent in that picture. I asked John if he wanted to help with the project. Of course he said yes.. "You might not have noticed but those men are all gone," Holly said. "They're either in jail themselves or on the unemployment line. You can trust Regina and Bryant. I give you my word on that. Now why don't you tell her how that Sullivan woman came to have your mother's watch?"Holly had heard the story as Cassidy was gathering her documents and changing her clothing. She knew the girl was eighteen years old, even though she didn't look older than fourteen or fifteen. Holly felt a maternal.