He spread the cheeks of her plump ass, and stroked the line from the hilt of his cock to the base of her spine. Each time his fingers brushed lightly ...cross the puckered hole between her cheeks, her body jolted. Everything that Luc did to her was a lot sinful and a little depraved. He didn’t hide their affair behind closed doors, but flaunted it before an unsuspecting audience. Instead of rising over her, like most men, with gentle needs, he punished her with pain all while soothing it with. When I was settled, Cindy made a grand entrance. She dance before me, spinning and twirling to let the lace twirl in the air. Underneath was a bra that matched the jacket. Lace with blue ribbon and bows. Made to perfection. Her breasts seemed to float in the air. The support was just the right about to prevent the slightest sag, with not one bit of excess. Despite the garment they were seemingly suspended in the air unaided. Below there was just the right sized blue satin. Almost heart shaped,. My cold fingers move to your red hot lips and push them apart, exposing your clit to the heat of the room and instantly cooling it down with my touch. A gasp escapes you as you curse me for not being able to see my fingertips circling your clitoris.A pause as my fingers leave you, then another shock as a fresh ice cube meets your cunt, the cold sparking electricity through your abdomen, building the internal heat, making your face flush and tingle. Two cold fingers push the ice inside you and. I think blonds were too much for our minds then. The blond girls in the classes formed a nordic front, an untouchable and icy ideal that one day we might aspire to, being little fucks ourselves and it hardly mattered to the male species if our own hair was blond or shitty or black or speckled white. But the little brunette, that petite and slender little wonder, up there above the world below and adorned with silver and gold and her thighs the color of honey and we’d never seen flesh the color.