**********The real Jasmine Goodridge was fuming. She needed a plan to escape, yetshe had already tried everything that she could think of. She was not...strong enough to get through the door even if she wasn't tied to a chair.Lauren lay still sleeping on the ground of the Panic Room, and shedesperately hoped that her daughter would wake soon so that she didn'twet herself and could use the toilet in the little compartment in theroom.She had been wracking her brains to try and work out just who the. Sheetal lowered her still soaked pussy onto my right nipple, and pulled her pussy open. I felt her slick cunt slide over my nipple and I almost came right away! Ohhhh it was so warm and slick! Quickly I pressed up against her pussy, and then we were both rubbing back and forth. I rolled the other way, and shoved my left nipple up against her clit, and Sheetal started to come. She was rubbing her pussy on me and fingering her clit too. My breasts were slick and wet from her pussy and then I lay. None of the men had this kind of experience before. Their home lives were very much different and they wanted to experience as much as they were allowed it seemed. She was fondled, pinched, spanked and kissed as she made her way up. The only thing that didn’t happen was she wasn’t fucked, she moved to fast for that. At the top of the stairs she had to call out to her master to point her to his room as there were several to choose from. Cindi went straight to the shower and just let the warm. ” she suggests as she leads the way towards the back of the bar. “Jason! Watch things for a moment.” she calls out. A tall young man comes in and steps behind the bar as you follow Mary through the door in the back of the bar. Mary heads down a dimly lit narrow corridor.“This is my apartment.” She says pointing the first door on the right. “If I’m not in the bar, you can find me or a note saying where I went here.” She identifies the doors on the left as the storeroom for the bar and the stairs.