"Victoria?" gasped Mark.She nodded and looked down at the floor."Didn't you recognise me?" she asked in a soft contralto voice that was little more th...n a whisper."Not immediately," admitted Mark. "I remembered a little blonde tomboy, usually dirty, and instead I meet a beautiful young lady." He bent forward and gently pecked her cheek. Victoria blushed and pulled away."Right," said Frances briskly but with her eyes dancing, "let's show you to your room. It's pretty tiddly but it's not as. She will clench her muscles to try and keep the liquid inside her for as long as possible until she has to release and let it flood out of her. Vicky finds this amazingly stimulating and often orgasms as she lets the liquid out of her cunt. She has recently started to fill up before she goes out as the excitement and thrill is so much more enhanced knowing that she can't release the fluid just anywhere in public...Fizzy drinks are really difficult for her to hold onto so she is currently using. I laughed and walked away from her and locked the kitchen door making sure if anyone came in they wouldn’t enter. I watched her shake in fear hiding her breast and closing her legs. I walked towards her and cornered her; she shook violently as I reached out to stoke her pussy. She looked at me with fear and hate. I laughed at her and took her by her beautiful blonde hair and threw her over the dinner table. She turned around in protest giving me an eyeful of her breast. I watched her fascinated. Every touch sucked me up and lifted me even higher into the heavens. With my deep boom and silence, he took me in my hands and threw it on the bed with myself. He was shocked by the sudden movements just got up and stood beside the bed with a raised thick knife and ordered him to take him to know that you wanted him. I immediately adjusted it set up below it. He looked at him in his eyes in that crescent. He saw me eating his kitty with my eyes. He took the poppers from the table and put it.