But she bit her bottom lip and stared at the floor, slightly confused and embarrassed. XXX On your back. She closed her eyes but could sense a crowd gather around her. Make sure you are wearing the correct attire.”
Her short, sharp sentences felt like orders. —
A fug of cigar smoke was the first thing Kay noticed. ‘Oh my word…” she thought to herself as she eyed the would-be wooden dildo. “Ja… Oh ja. Quite small in stature, he had grey thinning hair. The thick shaft caressing her clit. Tweed jacket and brown corduroy trousers. And, as she regained control of her senses, she found herself surrounded by gurning old men frantically tugging their pricks, revelling in the spectacle of this big-titted beauty thrashing around in ecstasy. —
Cristel was waiting for her at the bottom of the stairs.
