Sam quickly had Beth hot to trot, and he knelt in front of her, spreading her thighs and then he buried his face in her wet pussy, licking her and mak...ng her whimper from the intense pleasure of having someone other than her own man eating her horny pussy. "Ohhhhhhhhhhh, yes, yes, Sam, eat me, baby, lick my pussy and make me cum, Sam," Beth moaned and she thought she was going to collapse from how hotly Sam was tonguing her and then he slid a finger inside her and was finger fucking her.. She raised the panel again a moment later and then the footsteps moved on. I heard a sniffing sound and then Emma began to cry. “Hey,” I said, putting an arm round her shoulder. “It’ll be all right. We just need to get through this.” “And then what? Just go home and forget this ever happened?” “No, then we get tickets for the New World and leave this hellhole behind forever.” “Nice dream,” she said, her head leaning on my shoulder. “But will we ever get out of here?” I lifted her chin to stare. Even Josh had been able to tellthat, and he was only six."Not enjoying your time as a girl I take it?" a mature female voiceremarked.Lifting my gaze slightly, I looked over at the speaker who had sat inthe seat that Mildred had left. It was the pretty, dark-haired girlfrom the ticket counter, the one that had greeted me after I'd changed.Her name was ... Anya, I seemed to recall.With the speaker identified, I shook my head. "Not at all." Not at all, huh?" Anya mused. "That's odd, because you. Must be my lucky day. That feeling stays, right until the first Tango, third bar. I take a step backward, she a step forward. Suddenly, sharp pain shoots to my brain; the epicentre is located somewhere in my left foot. Have you ever made close contact with the tiny 7cm heel of a woman's dancing shoe, nickname 'steel drill'? Well, don't. Ever.She apologises over and over. I notice she is very cute when she does that (apologising, not spearing my foot with her heel, obviously). I muster a smile.