Her arms began to droop down from my shoulders and along my arms. As her hands passed my elbows I lifted my arms up and took hold of her wrists before...pinning them above her head against the door. I looked into her eyes as I gently restrained her and she gasped with erotic anticipation. I leaned down and kissed the right side of her neck while holding her arms apart. In response she tilted her head to the side to allow me greater access to kiss upto the bottom of her ear before I gently bit. He leaned down and murmured into her ear, "Tell Daddy what you want, Callie. Such a hot little girl, you're so wet and needy. Tell Daddy what you need."The blush filled her face as she looked up at him, her voice barely a whisper, "I can't."Padraics fingers teased her more one dipping into her tight hole briefly, "This," he smirked, and pushed his finger in again deeper feeling her hips rock up, "and this." She nodded her head her eyes glazing over. He continued to tease her, finger fucking her. "I hear that there is an ancient fair held each year in a place called Little Sprodwell. This is a festivity which has roots going far back into the pagan and pre Celtic past of this country where each year is re-enacted an ancient pagan sacrifice of a young maiden as an appeasement of the fertility gods." Bollocks!" said Professor Potts-Johnson in his reedy and querulous tones. "And the full name of that one-horse arse hole of the universe is Little Sprodwell under Fosse - God help us all!" I. The thin polyester material tickles the skin of my calf as they travel further down my legs and over my feet.I lie back again and stretch out as long as I can. Pointing my toes down towards the end of my long bed. My palms rub the skin of my soft thighs and warm them against the cold breeze that continues to ripple into the room. I pull my left knee up towards me and then let it lie back down to the side. My hand now travels to the inside of my upper thigh. As I do so, my right hand runs.