...'Yes like that... oh fuck yes, don’t stop.' She loves the way his fingers pries her thighs apart until they can go no further, the way his eyes ...ock on her damp folds. She feels so exposed, so wanton, so very fuckable as he gazes at her sweet pussy and swears to her how beautiful she is. How much he wants to taste her, to bury himself inside and make her his. Her heart pounds as she waits for the touch of his mouth, she lifts her hips trying to tempt him with her splayed thighs. To taste.. Someone, probably Stefan, had replaced all of the old images with modified versions. Each had a little bit of noise added to the in-filled regions. Detecting the deliberately hidden worm trails in the doctored images had always been a delicate operation, and now she knew there was little hope of ever again showing that the images had been tampered with.Julie thought she'd worked out the game that Eve was playing.The cured women were strange, Cassie had established that, but with Lilli's. I thought for sure he was going to come out of his seat and move next to me, but he stayed in his seat. So I just kept masturbating, enjoying the thrill of having two guys watch me playing with myself. Repeatedly, I kept pointing the swollen head of my erection at the guy next to me, shaking it at him, teasing him. Precum was flowing from the head of my cock and numerous times, I would scoop up a large drop of precum on the tips of my fingers and put it in my mouth. I've always loved the taste. 'Your butt plugs are to remain in place at all times except when you are undergoing your enema treatment.'They followed Mistress Abigail, holding hands as before. The plugs had the effect of making their hips sway as they walked, an effect that was further accentuated by their 4 inch heels. They were led to a different classroom which, instead of school desks and chairs, contained some two-seater sofas.'Now it’s time for your afternoon feed, girls,' Mistress Abigail announced. 'Make yourselves.