.. Peggy, yes, Peggy, from your family home." Her father came out with, "That slut?"Bob went on as if nothing had been said, "If that is the case, and... you can confirm it, the Colony has to assume responsibility for her. Can you confirm the facts as I understand them?Her father immediately declared, "I certainly do! She brought shame on us with her crazy and unforgiveable behaviour. You can have her, Governor." Thank you, Mr. Carruthers. I hereby accept Peggy Carruthers as a ward of the Colony. She tweaked her nipple again, pinching it through the fabric and then she shuddered, somewhere deep in her belly. Her legs went rigid and she tilted her pelvis forward and up, her backside coming off the seat. The shudders became spasms and she rode two or three of them, her hand barely slowing. I watched in awe. After the last spasm, she stopped moving her hand and exhaled, slow and hard. It took her another couple of moments before she opened her eyes and smiled sleepily at me. Strands. Don't reject me.I don't want to get involved, Ben told himself. I don't want to be used. Her arms were out to him. But she's my friend. She's hurting.He held his coat out at shoulder height and dropped it -- the grand gesture. Someone threw his coat to the side of the dance floor; Ben scarcely noticed. He moved towards her, keeping his movements simple because he didn't want to spoil her moment by looking stupid.He placed his palms against her hips and matched rhythms with her (a moment of. You get up from the desk, the blouse slips off easily, you unbutton the skirt behind you then turn to unzip it. White garter belt, stockings, panties, bra, your tits are covered, only barely, nipples sticking out in hard spikes. The panties are stretched out of proportion, tight in your asscrack but providing no cover for your exposed pussy and one garter snap that popped.I produced a dildo from behind the blue carpet, a pink vibrator, medium sized...you glare at me as you accept it..."Robin, I.