You never knew what was up ahead.Like a body.I skidded to a halt in the dry mud. Was it just a pile of clothes? Let it just be a pile of...No. It was ...someone.I jumped off my bike, letting it fall to the ground as I ran over."Hey! You OK?" I dropped to both knees next to them, hands grabbing their arm. She rolled over onto her back.It was a girl. A VERY pretty girl. Her hair was red, long and curly. It was spread out on the ground around her. Her eyes were closed. Her skin was white, much whiter. .. when I’m satisfied that you’re thoroughly broken.” Veen duly worked his tongue into her slippery folds, she pursing her lips with the pleasurable thoughts of what he was to endure as she spread her glistening butterfly for his attention. She allowed him to rasp at her clitoris, before pushing his face down to service the savoury heat of her arsehole, and erupted into a satisfying orgasm as her eyes focused on the device that would prepare her for the orgasms to come. Veen felt his cock. I saw nothing and saw no one. Katie pushed the door closed, turned around, and stared at me."Do you want to stop?" Katie asked.I looked at her, my tongue tied, and finally responded. "Nope. I don't. I've just, well, never done anything like this. Not ever. Not with someone your age." I said.She responded by reaching around, untying her bikini top, and letting it drop to the floor. I stood there, feeling my dick growing harder again inside my shorts, and watched her move towards me.She didn't. Sick fuck." Her voice was laced with disgust.Michelle laughed despite the disgust churning in her stomach. "I couldn't have said it better myself. And the worst thing about this, I think we could stop him by using me as bait. But Nick won't even hear of it." You know why, don't you?" Stephanie sank down in the chair next to Michelle."His over developed sense of male dominance?" she joked. She had a feeling she knew what Stephanie was going to say and didn't want to hear it. It wasn't true, it.