" I picked up one of the medium sized animals. He wasn't much larger than 9" or 10" long but all ugly, black with dark grey blotches, and held him so ...he could see clearly what he looked like. I said. "Amber, there are twelve of these guys in the atrium, and they love the taste of the juices from young women. They'll milk the juices right out of your pussy, and you're the young woman they're going to feed on."A faint strained whisper came from her as tears streamed down her face. "Please. I was willing to bet that the police were on their way already. I was thinking about turning around and leaving when I noticed Jake. I took one look at him and couldn’t help my grin. He was clearly toasted. I’d never seen Jake quite so drunk before. ‘Hey!’ he cried happily as I walked up. Jake had on a hat that sort of reminded me of the Lucky Charm’s leprechaun. He was holding two green beers, one was half full. In short, he was in full St. Patty’s day mode. ‘Hello,’ I replied, shaking my. His fingers finally went inside my thong. Two fingers got in and touched my clit and pussy lips. One thick finger started to inch its way into my wet cunt. I gasped and tried to avoid making any noise. I was really struggling to avoid making any sound…I looked up and moved my breast forward. My nipples were now pressed hard on my tight top. I felt that my breasts were also yearning to be touched. I let out a very light moan. The pleasure of the finger inside my cunt was becoming unbearable. I. As soon as she leftthe room again... NO! I missed something else; commercials wereplaying.She wandered back in a couple moments later; the show hadn't come backon yet. So I wasn't about to let Wendi keep up this distractivebehavior. So I grabbed her tray-first, ignoring the phallic shapedpaperweight that slid off and hit the floor. I sat her on the couch andshe started to ask, "Mistress Dyvia, I don't under-?"I cut her off by putting my finger to her lips. She silenced herself. Ireached under.