“We saw,” Jessica smiled as the camera panned back to her before unhooking to include all three in the picture.Turning to Hammond and Jamieson, st...nding next to one another, she continued, addressing Hammond this time, “So, Mr Hammond, you were still tied up and more hostages were brought in there with you. It must’ve looked pretty desperate.”“Aye, it were that.”‘How did you manage to get away, when you were all tied up as you were? And was the fire an accident or deliberately started by the. Bending, I stroked her face, the skin as silky as the nighties she wore. I continued down to her proud breasts. I’d admired them so many times from a distance and now I had my hands on them, feeling her puffy nipples. I gently squeezed them and watched her eyes close, heard her moan: moans I always knew would be soft and needy.As I ran my hands over her breasts and on to her tummy, I also kissed my way down. I knew that kissing was different, something that had been impossible. Yet, I couldn’t. “I want to see these.”I moved my hands up to my dress straps and pulled down my dress, leaving me in my white bra and boy shorts.“Kick the dress off and spin for me,” he inquired.I did as he asked, slithering the dress off me and slowly spinning, a little self-conscious as I stood there in my underwear while Mike was still fully dressed.“And the bra?” he asked.Gulping, I reached around my back to undo my bra. As I let it slide off me, I cupped my breasts to cover them.Mike smiled and walked. In fact, he seemed to enjoy it.He watched me closely and then he started talking to me as I sucked his cock. His strong, cruel voice was a steady drone in my ears, telling me to calm down and get over it. He sounded like an expert when he insisted that my difficulties were all in my head. I briefly wondered how many other innocent, unwilling women and girls he's forced to perform like this. It's obvious that I'm not the first woman he has trained to be a cocksucker.He started telling me to.