Aware of our communications, anyway? You were ... our... , “ the Fed on the other end expressed her puzzlement now.“The subject of your highly ill...gal raid and attempt to take me into false imprisonment?” I finished her sentence for her.“What are you, a lawyer? Who says that our raid was illegal? What happened? What have you done with our agents? If you’ve harmed them in any way, you’ll find a whole new definition of illegal, sir!” the frustrated task force leader snapped at me.“What have I. Taking a cat with knotted strands, Ken whipped her back and ass, leaving them streaked with red lines and welts. Her pussy wasn't ignored either. It was already sore from hours of being plugged, and the knotted strands lashing the soft tissues was quite painful. It was all Jane could do to keep from cumming.Ken pushed her over on her side and said, "Sleep well, love. Tomorrow's going to be pretty rough."Jane lay there, panting with need. She moaned, her sore pussy clenching, when Ken turned to. The gate opened silently and we crept across the lawn until the washing line came into view in the dim glow of the streetlights over the fence. There were things on it but it wasn't until we were almost underneath that I could make out anything specific. I stood there for a few seconds looking up in awe. There were at least 10 pairs of frilly knickers hanging in a row. Next to them, 3 or 4 bras were hanging from one end with the cups at perfect face height. I was in heaven at that moment. Among. After all my orgasms I cannot fathom how I can be so aroused around Bell. But she has unleashed a dark, wild, wanton slut that has always been inside me. And fuck me, I love it. “Push your pussy onto mine.”Bell did not need me to do the action. I push my hips to hers, and our pussies interlock with a gigantic electric shock. We are slick with our own juices mingled by the lubricated stuff Bell slid over us. I am in a place beyond Heaven. My clit is on fire as I rub Bell’s clit. Holy shit. She.