She slowly dried her hair wrapped it in the towel picked up her robe and walked back up to the van. Minutes later there were men all around again. She...was setting in the door of the van brushing out her long red hair. She still had not put anything on. I walked over to her and gave her a hug. She said that she hadn’t realized how much of a turn on it was to be nude in front of so many strangers. I could see how it had affected her. Her pussy was very wet and her lips were swollen. I told her. ?Now she needs a little devotion from her pussy slave. Out you come and then you can taste what fun she has being having!?I felt the end of her crop on my back and made that effort to make myself available for her amusement. The shallow hole, a sexual grave in her floor, was just deep enough to fit my restricted body and I worked my way out of it onto the floor of her bedroom. Wrists bound tightly to shoulders and ankles to upper thighs, she had zipped me into a tight suit that made me walk on. Are there really nowhere nice people to get closer to?Alessandra accepts taking pills against pain in her soul, which make her dazed dull, feeling nothing.Alessandra often longs in her hot dark dreams for juicy Joyce. That is the name of the pretty psychologist.Alessandra often longs for those big BOOBS of her strange stunning cunning consultant, not far from her.Alessandra often longs to hold them mighty mammalia in her hands. Joyce is only ten years her senior.Alessandra often thinks how nice. Instinctively, she knew it somehow also dampered the intensity. That night as she slept heavily, Emma dreamed for the first time about Derek’s cock. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Emma had been brought up with a pretty sheltered life. Her parents had been very strict, not allowing her to date until she was nearly 17. Sex was never referred to in the house, and everything she knew about it had been gained from overheard conversations and the odd magazine article. In college, she’d been quietly studious,.