Katie grabbed my hand leading me upstairs. I walked behind her thinking all my birthdays had come together in one day!In the bedroom, she felt my bulg... and slowly took my trousers off and unbuttoned my shirt. She took her skirt off and blouse revealing all in matching black. She was wearing the most elegant pair of FF stocking that had the softest silkiest touch I have ever had the fortune to feel.We kissed passionately exploring each other's tongues with while touching each other. Her pert. "Oh but we can," Fiona told her. Shemotioned to the scientists and they all moved, starting to attach wiresto Emily's brain. "So what will it be Mrs. Thompson?"Emily struggled a bit more before stopping. Maybe she could play alongfor a while as she tried to work out a way to stop the brainwashing?Defeated she looked up at Fiona. "Fine," she said. "I'll do it." Excellent!" Fiona said and she snapped her fingers. The scientistsstopped what they were doing and then started to pack away all. Following that he turned around and slid a Michael Bolton CD into the music console. It was the kind of music he called, “Fucking Music.” Natasha soon emerged wearing a thick flannel. She could see in his face that it was not what he expected her to be wearing. She just grinned and walked over to him, planted a big kiss on his lips and whispered, “I love you darling!” Under his breath he grumbled, “Damn, couldn’t she find something sexy to wear?” However, he just reached over, poured the wine. Guiding his tongue to the places she wanted it, Tamara closed her eyes with the pleasure he was gifting her. Automatically, Elise’s body wanted the sensations from the plugs inside her to respond. Such was her craving, she had learned how to get them by fucking Erik faster with more urgency. So absent-minded was her pursuit of pleasure, Erik’s response was immediate. Tamara began to moan as he enthusiastically took to her sex. “Mmm, fuck I can feel how much he likes that.” Reaching for her.