One of my hands fell between my own meat lips. I played with my cunt working fingers into myself. I pressed against the floor taking my vibrator deep ...nto my ass. I worked Mark’s stiff cock. I worked my wet pussy. I worked his shaft and balls. I deep throated his hard cock. He finally started to pulse; he grabbed my head, held it and shot his massive load into my mouth. I started shaking as I used my fist. I worked in and out of my pussy, I came, I squirted again, my hot fluid spewed all over. I must be getting old.'A smile crossed his face as he thought of the reaction of the undergraduates if such a display had been put on in the JCR at Oxford."Five."The Emir hardly noticed the woman, so lost was he in his reminiscences of Oxford."Six."Boredom was clearly setting in."Seven."It was her walk back to the compound that gave him a chance to deduct a point. She seemed lost without her chains and moved oddly, as though something was missing from her body.The next contestant is Lama,". Can you handle horses, grooming and regular handling?’ ‘Sure,’ she said, ‘why?’ ———————— Samantha loaded up her ancient Forerunner with all of her worldly possessions. Her ‘apartment’ was really only a room that she rented, and after selling off everything that she could after her mother’s death so that she had money to live while she went to school and worked at whatever she could find, there hadn’t been much left and she didn’t need or want most of what there was. She had a very few things. HE pointed the lens towards her and took a few pictures. "To remember me by," he smiled as he threw the cell phone next to Maxine. And with that, the stranger left. Maxine just lay there, still panting a bit from her efforts. As she did, a story she had read online came to mind, about a maid finding a tied-up woman while cleaning a room. She knew that she would be discovered but when was the issue and it would involve the police and, horrifically, her husband. The minutes passed. .