She did this on and off until we reached the motorway, now with the town and traffic behind us she began to tease again but this time the giggling had...stopped.She slid forward in her seat, lifted her skirt, put both her feet on the dash and reached between her legs putting her hand down the front of her panties gently rubbing herself. A truck appeared on the inside lane and i pulled out to pass it. Mrs O sat back with her skirt pulled up and white panties on show looking up into the drivers cab. "Of course, maybe our little witch likes her punishment, and she's tryingto prolong it!" The mob whooped and hollered, and Tiffany shook her head,no-no-no-no, and screamed into the cloth-wrapped gag, which only made the crowdwhoop more.The tormented cheerleader was sweating profusely in the heat, and the sweat onher skin as the burlap rubbed against it itched horribly. With her hands boundbehind her back she was unable to scratch. Her ordeal looked as if it wouldstretch on forever. The public. After a hard period of studying and setting some very important exams I wanted to experience all the luxuries that life had to offer me an evening alone in the house. Nice smellies, nice wine, nice music, nice lingerie, etc. Well, I had to do with what I had around the house but the bath was very relaxing and the white wine very cool. After having dried myself, I did something that I still do when I'm feeling in the mood for it. I ran the chilled bottle of wine just out of the fridge. Eventually, as Michelle's bush started to poof out, Annie touched her even less, simply running a finger down her pubic mound or stroking her inner thigh, but still causing her to shiver with pleasure and making her pussy soaking wet. Then she would tell her, "This is as close as I'm getting to that bush, you hairy bitch," and she would smack her hard on the ass, over and over again, before giving a dismissive backhanded blow to her hairy crotch which was her signal to leave.But, as much as she.