No reaction;he took a quick glance inside, then sucked in his breath; Noel was in bed,naked except for a pair of lace panties. "How did you do that?!"... he demanded,stepping into the room. "The bedroom doesn't have a fire escape." "You ain'tseen nothing yet, tough guy," she promised with a wink. "I'm the genie andyou're the man holding the bottle. -- I'd figured you'd get around to wishingme naked, so I saved you the trouble."Scarp got hold of himself; it was just a magician's stunt, that's all.. Bright and loud. There were hundreds of menlooking us over as we walked around the auction ring, their voices and gesturesmore than a little intimidating. I just followed the female in front and triedto not see anything even as I was told to look this way and that. I remember the smell too, man sweat andcigarettes and animal stink. Then the auctioneer was holding me by myarm, moving me around, bending me forward, spreading my bum cheeks, bending meback and having hold my pussylips apart. I. Releasing my clit from his tongue torturing, he thrust his fingers back in my tender hole, pushed up hard, inserting a 3 finger in and then a 4th, reaching up a far as he could in search of my most sensitive spot. I wanted him to go in further. “More. More.” I moaned at him, I felt him push his thumb in to join his fingers, his fist clenching in my vagina as he edged in further. The juices lining my pussy lubricant enough as his hand forced itself further and further in, I groaned as he. Her hair was the uniform blazing flame red she remembered it being when she was..."Eighteen?" she asked softly. "Am I really eighteen again?"Betsy had burrowed under a pile of straw. "That's what she said she was aiming for! Please don't blame me!" No blame falls to you, demon-spawn Betsy!" She clenched her fists. "As for your mistress, she will pay!"The cat peeked out of the straw that hid her. "Mercy, she granted you another gift! I am so sorry!"Before she could answer, pain burned deep in.