I suggest to Erin that she should wear the green skirt she brought with a cute sleeveless white top. She stands up and pulls her top up over her head ...giving me a quick look of her stretched body, her perky B cup tits encased in a lacey red bra. Her auburn hair cascading back down as she undoes the button and zipper on her jeans and pulls them down over her gorgeously round booty and flowery yellow panties. I proceed to put on my skirt and top as she pulls out her outfit. She’ll need to change. The Ambassador and his wife swept regally out the door.The blackout was in full force and London was under a heavy cloak of cloud. The darkness matched David's mood. His smile slid from his face as he returned to thoughts of his worries and impatience for all this hoopla to be over.The Embassy car slid through the darkness with little less than a glimmer of light from its headlights. The Russians had not sent any bombers across the channel for a couple of weeks now, and the mood of the people. Good little Kitten Tits. We are pleased.You are now free to do whatever you want with your life. Although we suspect we know exactly what a slut like you wants to do with it.====And that was all. She was free. Her blackmail was over. She could be a normal girl again.Except she couldn't, could she? She felt anxiety and stress rise inside her. She lowered her hand to her cunt and started to rub it. Masturbating always helped when she had bad thoughts. It made her happy. She was still. With the weights arranged as they were, I was not able to cum and yet, my body was screaming out for release and I could tell my cock was leaking like an oil rig about to blow, but the strings cutting into my flesh made it impossible so I whimpered as she took her pleasure from me and experienced orgasm after orgasm on my body!After having had probably a half-dozen orgasms and nearly having a heart attack with the last one, Kay laid her body the length of mine and the pushed herself up until.