Ifelt a bit sorry for Helen. While she had taunted me, I knew what beingin fear like that was like, I wouldn't wish that on anyone. We continued on ou...r tour, my friends taking me through the buildings,pointing out the quick way to get from place to place. Jane told me whatshort cuts were OK to use, which ones teachers frowned upon but you couldget away with if you were sneaky, and what routes were strictly offlimits. As we were walking through the corridor in one building, we came to asection. " Not if you're so hungry," Cynthia empathized."No, it's OK. I've also got a Veal Stuffed Portabella. You know: veal scaloppini, shallots, Roma tomatoes, tomato sauce, a portabella cap, bed of spinach, topping of provolone. Wonderful seasoning. I probably won't finish it all." This is from Guido's? I always thought of them as a pizza and sub sandwich joint." There's a basement that connects under the alley to a building on the next street. That's where Rabottini Brothers is. You know that. She found herself moaning through the gag despite herself, wanting this strange woman to be more rough with her. "You like?" Katrina whispered. Jennifer moaned her consent. She felt the cups of her costume being gently pulled down, exposing her large, pale nipples to the maid. Katrina pinched and pulled at them gently, bring them to full erectness before taking one of the chrome pinchers and clamping it tightly on one. Half pain; half pleasure roared through Jennifer. It was. I kissed her ankle,legs,thighs and then the inner thighs ever so lightly.I kissed on Rachael's pussy which sent shivers down her sexy body.I inserted my index finger in her tight lovehole,it could hardly get in.Once it was inside upto the third knuckle,i stroked her.Her pussy was wet with her juices so stroking wasn't that big a problem.I added another finger to her intrusion shortly followed by a third one.I was rubbing her clit with my other hand.My fingers were drenched in her juices. .