She measured Stephanie's bra size, both band and cup, apologising forher cold hands."Let me see that pathetic little clittie," she said."But, I though... this was over. I agreed to the bra fitting and-" Now!" Brianna snapped."Yes, yes. Right away, Mistress," Stephanie said quickly, sliding herpanties to her ankles and standing straight before them.Now Emma really did laugh. Loud and long."It's so tiny," she exclaimed. "You haven't been swimming just now haveyou? Has it started snowing and I. She flicks her hair with her hand and draws it forward over her left shoulder draping it down between her breasts like a silk curtainTo my other side, taking advantage of my distraction, her companion folds her tall frame into the other seat and as I turn I catch a glimpse of her hair, like fire glinting in the sun, and next to me a glorious titan redhead sits down, perfect in stature and build, encased in a tight dark purple top, and cream mini skirt. She takes my breath away and for a moment. As she was wearing a thong there was very little covering her hungry pussy. She loved the feel of his hands roaming over her back very lightly at first but then with more and more pressure. As they move down along her spine the tingling sensation moved up it. The feel of his fingers as they moved over her ass cheeks made her moan. Their lips remained locked in passion. His finger passing over her anus made her tingle and she shook with the thrill. All she could think was how she wanted. Her own body was betraying her. She was being raped and her body could only enjoy the pleasure. In her mind, she was fighting against this feeling. She never liked anal, but now? She was loving this violation. In the midst of it, she began to actually moan through the pain. It was rape. It was everything a woman doesn’t want to go through, but here she was; moaning like a whore. Much to her dismay, Tyrone pulled his cock from her asshole slowly. He was panting softly as his cock was resting.