Poole put down enlargements of all the pictures - one byone - that the girls had taken the day that Margaret and her friendshad dressed me up. I quick...y explained that it wasn't my fault. Whenshe asked what I meant, I calmly explained to her that my sister hadphysically forced me, and that she was determined to make peoplebelieve that I was some kind of damn sissy. I told her everything. Iwas ecstatic when I saw her shaking her head. It was obvious that shecouldn't believe what Margaret had. .FINALLY..the bill is paid and we are on our way back to the hotel. He of course takes his time driving stopping in plenty of time for red lights. And making sure that when we are stopped he is tormenting me, either pulling on the clamp which by how has gone past the point of tingly pressure to a dull pain, pulling on my clit which has now become ultra sensitive or pressing on my belly openly laughing at my groans. He takes me into the room and orders me to strip. I swiftly do so and try not to. “What?” the man in the trap door asked.“Birds got in. Just a bunch of nests and bones and bird shit,” Royce said. “Tell Cal they aren’t fucking here so we can leave.”Bella continued holding her spell just in case he looked in again. Will and Belita didn’t move, but Belita didn’t stop clenching and unclenching her internal muscles.“Did you check the roof?” the other man said.“You can’t be fucking serious. This thing’s about to fall apart, and you think three people are hiding on the roof? Jakob. The ripped open, ravaged effect makes my cock throb so hard that it lifts and pops straight out from her pussy, unable to flex down into the awkward thigh-together position I was in. I barely notice, already busy diving face first into her sensual bare tits. The smell and taste of her breasts is just as incredible as the rest of her sweaty, salty skin, but the softness blows me away. I engulf half her tit in my mouth. So small and delicate. My tongue swirls around a tiny nipple. It's so hard.