The lady is?”Elizabeth declared herself. “Sergeant Elizabeth Frobisher.”He tipped his chauffeur’s cap to acknowledge her. “Sergeant.”He op...ned the rear door and the two ladies entered, with Kathleen having difficulty with the turn. Once in, he asked them, “Where to, ladies?”Kathleen declared, “I am temporarily staying with Elizabeth and her family, so she will direct you, sir.”There was no-one around to see them disembark from the Governor’s car at the accommodation block, so there was no ‘wow’. . he was cooking her dinner.Do we ever not?In response to her look, Amanda grabbed the magazine, and flipped it open. See for yourself...Above said caption was a picture of the four of them, each couple kissing outside the limo, while Crystal was wildly poking her head out of the limo's sunroof, a bottle of something that was most likely illegal in her hand.Emma grabbed it out of her hand, and thoroughly examined herself. Her body was toned, the tan from vacation was beginning to wear off, but. No clothing was given her and she was glad of this because her back was terribly sore and she doubted she could bear for it to be touched by even the lightest garment. She would have been happy for her womanhood to be covered, though. But this was unlikely ever again.Outside the prison she was made to get on an open truck and was driven slowly through the crowded streets where had to endure rubbish being thrown at her by the mob. Long before the truck reached open country she was covered with. She asked if I was really ok with it, I said yes, and took my phone out and showed her a few pictures of me, naked and also dressed in lingerie. She visibly settled, realising that I wasn't teasing. She commented on my cock, saying it looked nice. I asked if she was interested, she nodded. We kissed; my hand running up her legs beneath her skirt, feeling hold up stockings, bare flesh then panties. I slipped my hand inside and felt a lovely smooth shaven clitty. I bent down and kissed it, taking.