She began to lazily slide her foot up and down hisshaft."You give me a titbit and you can have my pantyhose and everything that'sinside them." Her re...-lipsticked lips formed into a lewd leer."I think I have everything that's inside them now." Bradley slipped hisfinger inside her vulva and found her labia, the flimsy nylon stretchedeasily to allow him to do so."You expect me to just offer you my virtue Mister Wilson?" The leertransformed into a childish pout."No. I'm going to take it." . Robyn was seated in the rear of an inn’s common room, seeing and treating the various ailments brought to her by a procession of ill and injured from the town and its surroundings. She, Miriam, and Les had spent the past six weeks moving from town to town with Robyn holding ‘healing’ sessions at inns and, occasionally, taverns.Les and Miriam had become very adroit at spotting impending trouble and positioning themselves to address it. Their skills, coupled with Robyn’s surprising willingness to. Michelle doesn't see any cameras. She is sure he has some of them hidden in some smart way probably.Michelle likes the warmth of the red velvet studio with all those mirrors at all walls and ceiling.Michelle loves the soft soul ballad he plays. Starts to move to the music, while Peter watches her.Michelle slowly strips for him. He whistles when he sees her firm little titties and her brown bush.She dances ever closer to him showing off her beautiful bums as she bends over with legs spread. And, ?Cindy PLEASE, I’ll be your slave, I’ll do everything you want, just PLEASE don’t kill me?! You see my mouth gaping as I try to speak, and you know what I’m trying to say, but all the sound that comes out is wet croaks and gurgles muffled by the underwear you stuffed down my throat. The look on your face tells me it all turns you on. My final submission to you as you slowly strangle me is arousing you, I can tell by the look in your eyes and the way you rub your crotch against my.