He kept stroking himself as his heartbeat lowered and he stopped shaking, Tight Skirt hissed out to him “squeeze out every last drop you fucking dir...y little bitch”. He did as he was told and when satisfied, Tight Skirt released her grip on him. She stood before him, “On your fucking knees Bitch” she ordered him, he kneeled immediately on the dusty floor of the Arena. “Head back, open wide and drink every drop of your disgusting seed, then lick the vessel clean you dirty piece of filth”. With. Always the ring-leader, was Tom. “What are you playing at? Get out of here before…” I stopped. Tom was holding a long length of rope in his hands. “What… what do you think you’re doing?” I gasped. Colin took a chair from one of the tables and stood it in the middle of the room, the only illumination coming from the light over the dartboard. “Come and sit down, make yourself comfortable,” Tom ordered. I was shaking, partly with rage and partly as I was scared, wondering what they were doing. Tom. She continued to collect the clothes. As she turned to deposit the clothes, I glimpsed her breasts. They were lovely, well-shaped and firm. After she took all the clothes down, she refastened the towel, more securely this time. She carried the clothes over to me.“They’re dry. But before we get dressed, you saw me naked. Don’t you think it’s only fair that you reciprocate?”I lay on the chaise, stunned. “I beg your pardon?” was the best I could muster.She laughed. “You heard me. What are. Finally her hair was up in a high ponytail, revealing her very kissable, slender neck.Grinning but blushing, Cindy announced, "Okay I'm ready. Do you think Mr. Wilkins will like it?" she naughtily inquired, posing saucily.Trying to regain a semblance of composure, I answered, "Um, maybe, ask him." Jerk," she laughed."You are ravishing." Yeah well, it's only for fun. I did enjoy doing it though." Good, I'm glad you did. You do look great like that. Be honest, do you feel sexy right now? You look.