I started to get really horny and reached beneath my small, satin dressing gown. I wasn’t wearing anything underneath and moved my fingers down b...etween my legs to my pussy. I stroked my clit with my fingers and couldn’t believe how wet I was already. I saw her hands moving down her body as she washed herself, massaging the soap into her skin, over her boobs. I didn’t want to tear my eyes away and miss anything so I reached behind me to my naughty draw and pulled out my purple bunny. As she spoke, I leaned forward so my face was between her knees, she eased her legs a little further apart and her dress rode higher. Now I had a full view of the damp patch of her red knickers covering the shape of her love passage. As I moved my face further between her legs, I caught the scent of her perfume and guessed she had some dabbed on her inner thighs.Now with my senses tingling as I caught the scent of her femininity laced with the pheromones of her desire, the tip of my nose. .anything. Hunter slowly begins moving down my body, his lips and tongue working on my satin skin. His teeth graze my neck as he slides down, tickling my collarbone with his breath. My tits heave toward his mouth, and he nearly giggles at my reaction to his torture. His tongue flicks hotly over my swollen nipples and he tugs on the chain once again. My pussy is throbbing now. There is an ache deep inside me, a need longing to be filled. I spread my legs even wider for him, hoping he will take. Karl's had her for three weeks now so he can't have taught her much, except how to scream when he hits her.'Gently he turned the still half unconscious girl over and examined the weals on her back, bum and thighs critically. 'That man doesn't know when to stop, ' he thought.Straightening up he strode out of the room and into Karl's sittingroom before Jason was dressed. "Karl, my friend," he said, noting Karl's fawning smile as he said 'friend', "can I borrow that little red-head for the night?.