The Baron lifted her in his arms like a child and thrust his bushy beard into her soft tummy. She squirmed. He put his mouth to her breast and sucked ...as much of it as he could into his mouth. She feinted and he laid her tummy-up on a heavy oak table. His great hands felt her tummy and his thumbs opened her vulva. Then he pressed his mouth to her lower lips, sucking them as he had sucked her breasts. She did not revive. Muttering to himself ‘this will be good’, he turned her over, felt her soft. He smelled the beach, the salt, the oil she'd used earlier and even her shampoo and he filed that scent away as a souvenir of tonight that he knew he'd look at every day after he left her. Of course, right now, he just didn't want to move at all.The spirit of the alcohol seemed to have been tamed because Cassie was content just to lie there under his warm body and run her fingertips lightly over his back and shoulders without needing to speak. He watched her eyes and the way they examined every. ..! uuuuuuhhhh....! oh god....! *gasps and pants and sobs as she writhes, her body on fire, totally at your mercy. She whimpers and struggles in her bonds, never has she been so utterly helpless, so humiliated or so intensely arroused. She feels her will breaking, her body surrendering to you utterly. A spasm of pleasure races along her spine and you feel her shudder and writhe suddenly, her head thrown back, eyes rolling back in her head, hips shuddering as she cums uncontrollably. " OH GOD!. I put my wig on andadmired the sultry figure that stared back at me. Then came my sheerpantyhose and then I slipped into my black pumps. I always get a thrilltaking my first few steps in high heels and it occurred to me that it hadbeen too long since I had dressed. I always wear my wig and stockings beforeI do my nails (for obvious reasons) but I wondered whether I would have thetime. My shoes came off briefly as I stepped into my new dress, which fitlike a glove. Just then I heard a knock on.