The most obvious and vivid point of pleasure was coming from her clitoris, which Amelia was grinding into with her hips at a moderate pace. She could ...feel her redheaded Goddess's fuzzy strip rubbing against the crevasse of her vagina. It wasn't painful, but it scratched just enough to enhance the pleasure. Every once in awhile, she would feel herself getting wetter and the hairs would become slick. This drove her responsiveness to new heights.Focusing on this pleasure allowed Sophia to become. "I'd appreciate it if you'd leave that on, Gavin," Camille's voice came softly from a camp cot I hadn't noticed before. "I'm not as familiar with the layout of this place as you are." I'm sorry," I said, self-consciously covering my bare crotch, "I didn't realize you were sleeping here." Oh, don't worry about me, Gavin," I could hear the amusement in her voice. "You don't have anything that I haven't seen many times before." Uh, yeah," I mumbled, edging back toward Amanda's and my bed. "Well,. ’ It will not surprise you, dear reader, that I did precisely as instructed. That Friday evening was my first introduction to Mistress Pickles’s soiree. I dressed in my uniform and went, as ordered, to the anteroom on the first floor where Jenkins had assembled the staff. Amy was there along with two other girls whom I had not encountered before. We were given our orders and each took a tray of champagne glasses filled with the foaming wine and passed into the salon through a communicating. ..Really. Dude..." I was at a loss for words after that. I crossed the floor and stood next to him sweating and breathing hard."Here,You get to bring Thelma back so she can be next to Gemma. Those two like that." He said. Then he left me,to walk back and be with Gemma. He walked bowlegged so I could see his cock and ballsack swinging between his legs as I led Thelma over to Gemma's side. Holding his dick in both hands,Charles lifted that monster up until Gemma could lick on it,and I almost.