Not a car, not a house. What more perfect area! Star initiated the physical contact by lifting up Carters plain black t-shirt while staring deeply int... his eyes. Followed by her snatching down her red skin-tight yoga pants which were already moist from her excitement, (yes she "forgot" her undies) she threw them to the back seat and he unsnapped his Wranglers and proceeded to undress.Ninety-Eight pound Star was then picked up by Carter and placed on his bare soft skinned lap. This time was a. ?Why do you ask?? James was suspicious. ?I can warm.?James watched as she pulled her black satin panties that were already resting on his head, down over his face.?Karin, you’re too kind.?James’s lips moved against the warm fabric of her underwear. He knew it wasn’t worth trying to remove them, the pissed crazy girl wouldn’t like that and would probably padlock them in place. And a padlock clicked shut by Karin tended to stay locked forever. So he just stayed there and listened as she pissed. A dusty doctors examination couch on the far wall from the window, a crucifix on the wall opposite the door, and a wardrobe behind the entrance, the only furnishings, though a pully and rope hung from the hook in the elderly high plasterwork of the ceiling. She turned to the wardrobe, opening the door with a flourish. Straps, of all sizes, a crop, a barbers strop, cuffs, it was all their, things to beat, things to restrain, clamps, pegs, a feast of sexual equipment for any sadistic male. His. It was clear from her expression that our blonde neighbour and lover was very aroused as she fingered Orla. ‘Leave Lisa to me.’ We approached the table together on bare feet, reaching the girls there without making much of a sound. I pushed and tugged Orla’s dress up around her waist, exposing her creamy thighs and rounded ass. She looked back over her shoulder, realising it wasn’t Lisa (which gave me a flashback to Cat,who wouldn’t have had a clue at this point… no wonder people like the.