Once I get juice on the lips and soaked hair I run deep in her. She screams out, ohhh ooohhh no noooo. I back up and go in her again, not as deep and ...topping. She starts working her body and her young tight little pussy. She is hot and cock is giving her a fit. Sounds and not words as I run in and out of her. Pussy is having many strange and yet good feelings. Her body shaking and I notice her sucking her thumb. I say nothing and maintain my pumping her tight little body. I hear her moaning. Well I thought that—" "Oh, my God!" she exclaimed. "You want me to..."—her eyes grew even wider—"do both of you?" She spoke loudly. I looked nervously around to see if anyone was paying attention. Fortunately, the music had kicked up again and everyone was dancing. I took a quick look over at Doug, and the expression on his face told me he was reading her body language. "Look Becca," I said, stepping closer to her, "You were really into me and we can have a good time and you like guys, so, I. “Well, she would be taken to the dungeons, gently stripped naked and chained, and made to wear these. Of course she was tortured in other clever ways too. The Emperor would sit behind a secret screen and watch, and listen to her screams.” Natsuko was speechless with desire. The old lady removed the earlier clamps for her and fitted her nipples carefully into the new pair. She gradually increased the pressure as she went on talking. Natsuko was whimpering with joy and holding herself upright by. ‘It feels like it’s been days since I’ve seen you last,’ you finally say. Your hand reaches out and brushes a tendril of hair away from my face, the back of your fingers caressing my cheek and down my neck. I raise my champagne flute to you with a smile, and offer you a silent toast. Lightly, you touch the rim of your flute with mine. The crystal note spirals into the air as our gazes meet and we sip. I watch the firm skin of your throat as you swallow and desire leaps into the air between us..