Christine licked and licked, forgetting about everything, forgetting even about the pain in her handcuffed wrists beneath her. Miss Westlake began to ...hrust her hips against the girl’s face, slowly at first, then faster and faster. Christine’s world shrank into countless slick folds of soft flesh under her tongue, into a pungent smell of aroused female, into the moans and heavy breathing above. Suddenly the rhythm broke, and Miss Westlake’s hips squeezed her head harder than before. Moans. Legs that I happily remembered touching and kissing while Nan and I were locked in that dressing room. Legs that I hoped to soon see from another perspective.Even though I was so shifting in arousal at what I planned for Jessica, hopefully for our mutual pleasure, I was almost reluctant to leave the cafe. The conversation had been wonderful and putting off dessert had only increased my anticipation. But leave we did.The cab ride back to my place saw me regain more of my old self, although I was. More

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