‘Mmm…’ You gaze mischievously into my eyes as you suck your finger clean. You lower your face to my pubic area and flick your tongue against my ...lit. I respond with a sharp intake of breath and surrender to your lingual caresses. You sense that you are about to drive me over the edge, and without stopping your loving tongue, you put one finger inside my twat and begin fucking me. The sensation grows more intense as you add another finger and continue probing my pussy faster and deeper, until I. ”“Did he...” Victoria asked, leaving the last part unspoken.Julia shook her head and her sister’s eyes widened. The buckskin the twins wore made it clear to everyone that they were females. A captured female spy was almost always defiled, at least according to the stories she’d overhead.“He questioned me about what I was doing and why I was doing it,” Julia continued. “He was ... very thorough.”“I don’t understand,” Victoria admitted.“He knew I wasn’t from the farms or a common soldier,” Julia. Maribel would treat him like crap and call him all sorts of names , pretty much she made him feel like a worse loser than he was. I thought he was kinda a good guy and he was gratefull that he could spend weekends with us from time to time. One of his conditions of parole was he was not allowed to be on the internet because he used it to commit a sex crime so when his parole officer came to visit he told me I had to restrict him from using my computer so I put it into my bedroom . Maribel. *Charlotte sat in her bean bag chair, clutching her drink, willing her nerves to calm as Sophie produced a hat from the other room. She gracefully walked toward the center of the living room, stopped and regarded her guests with cool, sultry eyes, before turning her attention to Henry and Charlotte. “Alright, everyone else knows how this works so I’ll explain the details to just you two. Everyone will draw a number from the hat, but it’s important to keep your number a secret until everyone has.