For about a minute, we all just lay there and regained our composure. It had been such an intense experience for all of us that I think none of us qui...te knew what to do next. Heather decided for us. As we lay on either side of her, she took my hard cock in one hand and Bob’s in the other, stroking us both to keep us hard, as if either of us needed that to stay hard right now. Then she took a few deep, controlled breaths, let each out slowly and I could feel her body relax for a second, and then. I feel his hands rubbing all over my body as a tease.He takes opens the duffle bag, takes out a razor sharp hunting knife, he cuts the straps of my blouse and bra pulling them hard.I feel the blouse and bra ripped from my body instantly exposing my naked flesh to the cold air.Next my master cuts he waistband of my jeans and thong letting them fall to my ankles, he soon leaves me only with high heels on.I feel the hard slaps from his hand on my behind over and over steadily increasing the speed. “Mmm, you’re already ready for me.” I couldn’t believe I was finally about to have her after years of longing, of lusting. She moaned against my hand as my two fingers stroked her pussy. I ran kisses from the back of her neck to the back of her ear. Roughly tonguing her earlobe into my mouth, I listened as her moans swelled. Making my pulsing penis grow longer and harder. My hips thrust into hers pushing my fingers deeper into her flaming hot pussy. She pulled my hand from her hot pussy and. Used to work in the clubs downtown—some of those drag queen clubs, I think. He’s been gone for a while, though. I heard he went to Memphis or something.’ ‘She’s looking ill,’ Miz. Olive said, and the other heads at the clutch of café tables in the middle swung toward her table as if they only now knew that the quiet, mousey SCAD librarian, Olive Odom, was sitting among them. ‘Maybe she’s pining away for her philandering husband,’ Miz. Olive continued. ‘Romantic and sad at the same time. She’s.