I mean, I don’t even think that way, and I be crazy, according to three expert doctors who declared me unfit for gentle society just before they die....On a calculated whim I took the needle nose pliers from the detached hand of a dead Black King and followed through on what he intended, sticking about 4 inches of it into Cosmo’s ear. He didn’t object and it just added a touch to the story for his gang. Small details can make such a big difference sometimes.White girl kept talking, from the tone. After about 5 minutes strobe and spotlights came on and were moving all over the place. Then 3 fixed spotlights came and light up the 3 cages. Shortly after that 3 (probably - I couldn't see the other 2) more light came on, they were sunk into the floor and were directly below the cages.Yes, light was flooding right up my body from below, which meant that anyone stood below could look up and see what I wasn't wearing; and more to the point, the juices that were running down the inside of my. The feeling was exquisite, my head rolled back as I closed my eyes, his touch, his pressure, so well defined, soft yet hinting of firmness…just enough. Hmmm.He broke from my now highly sensitive tits and continued his oral stimulation down across my belly…the anticipation welling within me as to where he was going.If I was not soaking wet by then, I most certainly was as soon as I felt his lips touch the top my pubic mound. I felt his tongue flicker against the top split of my vulva …it touched. "It was mainly that, plus I thought, hey he's young, he'll probably be so grateful for some action that he'll let me go no problem, clearly I was wrong". Bart frowned at Artemis' last comment, "what does that mean?" he asked. "It means you clearly get enough action already" she said, another sly grin crossing her face. "Huh, I don't know what you're talking about" Bart responded, with a terrible poker face, his mind was racing back to the amazing weekend he had just had. Artemis gave a low,.