Blondie was behind me, examining the tattoo on my shoulder blade, brushing my hair aside to see it clearly. “I like it,” he said. “We’ll need... to decide later on where we’re going to put your new one.” “I don’t want another one!” “You’ll find out. Maybe you’ll end up wanting it. Our sign on you. To show that you’re ours.” “I’m not yours!” I yelled. Freckles slapped my face. It hurt. It made me even angrier. He stared down into my eyes. “You are allowed to shut up. You’re allowed to. I walked bsck into the bedroom,Jen was on her back legs wide open and had two fingers dipping in her juicy pussy her eyes closed as i crept to her sex drawer where she kept all maner of toys and things,i grabbed her handcuffs and blind fold,Jen was a kinky fucker and loved me restraining her.I crawled on the bed and gripped Jens hair,pulling her up and flipping her over ,she gasped as i tied the blindfold around her eyes and pulled her hands together clamping her wrists to the metal. That’s got to be her. Turning around, I was greeted by a serious face. She was my height, dressed in jeans and a black jacket. It looked like a man’s jacket. Her hair was messy and she looked like she hadn’t slept for a couple of days. ‘Sorry I’m late’ she said distractedly. ‘That’s okay’ I lied. ‘What’s this all about Jane?’ ‘I’ll tell you in a second.’ She wrapped her arm through mine and began walking in the opposite direction to which she came. She seemed so serious and I began to worry.. As I copied the sound of both of the girls moaning could be heard in both caravans, as they enjoyed our tongues flicking around their clits. They both put their hands on the back of our heads, and pushed ever harder to maximise the licking power, and nestle our faces further into their twats. After a few moments the girls pulled our heads back out from between their legs and we all stand to face it other. Paul and I are sported solid erections, and the girls posed in all their mature, naked,.