She pulled them down showing her trimmed red bush. I had her get on the bed. She laid flat on her back, with her head resting on the pillows. I got on...top of her, kissing her cheeks before contacting her lips. Our mouth's opened up, letting our tongues meet. Saliva ran down our chins as we continued our passionate sloppy french kissing. My cock was hard, and grinding along her fiery bush. I was squeezing her C-cup tit, As I continued to kiss her and grind my rod against her lower belly. I. " You filthy fucking whore, down on your knees, just dying to suck cock, aren't you Ellen?" You stare into the blackness of the blindfold, unsure of how to answer when suddenly my hand is cupping her jaw, pushing her lips out. " Answer the question you fucking slut. Do you want to suck my cock?" Ellen winces as I let go and whisper " No, I don't want...I'm not a...". My laugh cuts off her weak reply and she gets the sense I'm leaning down, my face next to hers. " Don't lie to me Ellen. I know. Dave turned at the knock and watched as Kevin, the band’s Mr Fix-it came in with the girl behind him.He felt his heart lurch. It really did look like her. He felt the years disappear as he looked at her. The long red hair with the straight cut fringe, the innocent-looking green eyes. The mouth, with rosebud pink lips glistening as she flicked her tongue nervously. He almost whispered her name. “Karen.”it was like 1972 all over again. He remembered that night…It had started as a disaster. It was. So, accepting Lucy’s decision, Emma replied, “Yes, ma’am.“ Emma knew that she had to give Lucy the same respect that she demanded from the other three. She also added, “Shall I get undressed, ma’am?”Lucy swallowed hard at the realisation that she was actually going to be the one to spank all three women both with her hand and the hairbrush. She hoped that she was up to it, and fully intended to do her best. She, therefore, replied, in a sterner tone of voice than she would normally have used,.