We’ve joked about it in the past and I think she knows what is about to happen. I recall her threatening to punch someone if they ever tried to to...uch her in the same way. I’m up for a challenge. She does look nervous though – maybe even more than she did several hours ago. I know she is wondering whether she should call it a night. She is stretched around my hand nearing my knuckles and I try carefully not to further hurt her while giving her some time to think. She’s looking in the. " Excellent, I can see from your mind there's no need to count it. If you'll follow me."The White Queen ignored the money as another four spotlights suddenly switched on to reveal four women who had been hidden quietly in the darkness. They stood at attention, ready for inspection."Wait! How much would it cost to buy you?" Me?" Emma raised an eyebrow. "I'm not for sale. I already have an owner. But to buy another copy of me, as I said I'm exquisitely expensive. My mistress charges a premium for. Mrs?s pussy was very hairy and sweaty and, as Mrs told Gwen time and again,hadn?t been washed since Saturday?s obligatory married sex. Although Gwen had learnedto life with eating pussy while yearning for a cock that was never to be, Mrs?sstinking snatch always presented a challenge. Once Mrs. lowered her pussy onGwen?s face she always feared that she might get smothered under this piece offlesh. Gwen knew the routine and started licking Mrs?s pussy for good, divingher tongue deep into her,. Then when Mandy had actually been hired into our division and turned into the "supervisor from hell", it had been painful to come to work every single day.Finally, when I couldn't take any more of her shit, I'd given Mandy my written notice that I was moving to another job and then I gave her my second notice - that I'd actually observed her and our big boss (a woman) in a lesbian clinch one evening. Mandy was married and I knew for a fact that she wouldn't want her husband knowing of her.