Probably one he wouldn't enjoy.Kimber was still in her own little world as I swallowed the last of my coffee. Pretending to check my watch in case she...suddenly snapped out of it, I leaned forward to get a better look. As I did, she moved her hands away, sliding them down her body. The motion let the shirt fall back from her shoulders and catch on her arms, giving me a nice profile look at her high, full breasts.The pink area around her nipples had wrinkled-up, turning them into pedestals for. I had been healed already, but the evidence still remained. I could see some of them wince when they saw me. Everyone knew I was in for one hell of a time.There was no lining up or getting placed into a group this time. I was marched straight back into the governor’s quarters and strapped to a bed. Moments later, the bitch herself came striding triumphantly through the door, closing it behind her.She turned to regard me, all trace of emotion removed from her face.“I’m going to fuck you. "That the best you got in the cellar?" I asked the guy holding the bottle."Yes sir, it is." Good, send over a couple of bottles to us, too. Might as well try it out." Sir! This is a fourteen hundred dollars a bottle champagne!" Oh yeah? Then we should probably get a few to go, then. Bring us a couple of six packs of that stuff." The guys jaw dropped and a couple of the cops at my table laughed. The wine waiter did that look down the nose at me thing they do to intimidate you. "I'm serious, pal,. She put her arms around the older woman's neck, her ample breasts just brushing the tips of the brunette's smaller ones. Barbara began to stroke Michele's back, running her hands up and down the other woman's spine, the unfamiliar touch of her feminine finger tips beckoning the blonde back down into the dizzying rush of excitement. She reached lower and lower, finally stroking and squeezing the younger woman's rounded buttocks. Michele flicked Barbara's jutting nipples with her tongue,.