A hint of vanilla rested in her hair. A shiver went down his spine. He tried to ignore it, glancing irritatedly at her. She didn't seem to notice. She...was looking towards him, a shy smile painting her lips. Red and pouty. He tried not to notice that too. His eyes flicked over her. Her legs were long, despite her petite height. Her tweed skirt was a bit too short, but her butt was round and small. Tiny waist. Full breasts pushed against her silk blouse. He could see the out line of her nipples.. If the French President's daughter wanted them to wear a particular costume to the party, who were they to argue? "I just hope its Lady Godiva for you!" whispered Steve to Gwen.Everyone in the group wore coats to the club, since it was a cool evening and they wanted to cover up. Appropriate dress for a costume party is not normal street fare. Paula had to spend some time with Steve and Gwen to convince them to not disappoint Michelle."Look, kids, this is a party. Michelle is young and her. He merely turns me toward the wall and presses me roughly against it. Still immobilized, the kick with one of my feet was of no effect either.He spreads my legs and with one of his hands he keeps me pressed to the wall. I feel something slide around my wrists with a click. Cuffs. Now the fear comes. First attempt to scream ends in a soft squeak. Just when I open my mouth to scream in earnest my mouth is filled with a gag, just before the sound comes.With my hands cuffed and a gag in my mouth,. He wanted 2 work it around. it felt extremely warm. i was extremely nervous. it was the moment of truth. he grabbed my hips & centered the broad tip against my resisting opening & then slowly started 2 enter me. i tried 2 pull away from him, but vinny held my hips even tighter & continued 2 press 4ward relentlessly." whoa !!! whoa !!! don't run from it !!! don't run !!! you gotta stay with it !!! " he groanedi took a deep breath & pressed my asshole outward as hard as i could & his humongous.