She lay on her back, her arms tied over her head with leather straps, to the bed’s head board. Ana had lifted the agile young whore’s legs over h...r head, and had also secured them to the head board. Her firm full breasts, pussy, and little pink asshole were completely exposed. Ana had fastened a leather collar around Irena’s neck from which hung a thin metal chain. Irena looked worried, as Ana knelt over her, smiling wickedly. Dillon was pleased with Ana’s work, and made only a few small. It was already dark when the first fellow traveler entered the compartment. It was a man of forty, tall and good-looking. He took the upper berth under Helen’s one, he immediately ordered two glasses of tea and started treating Helen with chocolate telling her about his work, making various jokes. Kevin, as he introduced himself was on his business trip, his job required hem to travel often.In half an hour Helen was laughing at the jokes and anecdotes he told her, she was amazed by the charm of. She was an accomplished ballerina when she was a kid. Her mother had hopes she'd go on to one of the top ballet schools; but it wasn't her thing she was too shy at the time. But, Christ, she did know how to shake that thing to get my juices flowing in private, if you understand me," I said smiling, actually picturing Aileen gyrating around in those tight blue jeans in my mind."I think I do, Duncan, but I'm not sure that we should go there." Helen grinned back at me. "Ah, here comes my loving. ." Yes, Mike?" ... lying there, watching me?" I was." Oh." But..." Yes?" ... lift the rest of the sheet."Michael took the sheet in his hands, flung it toward the foot of the bed, and looked at what he had uncovered.Alice lay there, completely naked, her dark hair surrounding her pale, smiling face. She lay on her left side, facing him, her left hand under her head, propping up the pillow. Her small breasts were stacked one on top of the other, nipples betraying excitement, and her stomach.