You can save your strength. Do yourself a favor."Then his attention turned to the tools, and he looked at them only briefly before closing his eyes an...d swallowing."Three times I'm going to rape you," I told him. I was walking to the tools, unzipping my skirt. I stripped down to lingerie and my heels only. I intended to be comfortable."Would you like a glass of wine, first?" I asked him. Just one glass, I added.To my surprise, and disappointment, he declined.*I explained to him that the gag. His hands were too slim, his face too soft; he lacked Badgio's crudely exciting maleness. Anna was peeved. Where was Badgio?It had been the hot June of '64:as she finished her first year at Bedales. Her mother had the idea of all going to the pool's opening day. It was a place only open for the summer season. Apart from themselves, the pool was almost deserted; a mother with her toddler, two elderly men slowly swimming breaststroke from end to end, and the pool man placing out the. “It’s probably benign,” I replied, putting a comforting hand on Rachel’s shoulders, “but Lucy is convinced you’re a sexual sadist, so she’s going to put that theory to the test.”“I’m not a sadist!” Rachel exclaimed, “I’ve never hurt anyone!”“Well, you’re not a masochist,” Lucy said, “like God-”“Like God pretends to be.” Rachel cut in. I smirked at Lucy over Rachel’s shoulder. Even after all this time, Rachel was still convinced my slutty personality was an act. “…sure,” Lucy said, rolling her. Her perfume mixing with the increasing smell of sex was intoxicating. I lapped at her lips sliding across her clit back and forth sucking it and dipping my tongue into her sweet walls. Her moans were kept purposely quiet and the clock was ticking, I stood up and rubbed my head around her pussy. She writhed in anticipation wanting me to be inside her so badly. I finally wet the head enough and eased my way into her tight twat. I couldn't believe it, I was fucking Antonia in a bathroom where.