I nodded. “I need it.” “Behave yourself then.” His fingers encircled my wrist and he pulled my hand free from my panties. All I could do was w...atch as he took my wet fingertip between his lips and gave it one long suck. Mesmerised by the action, by the way his eyes locked with mine, I sighed. He released my finger from the warmth of his mouth and tilted my chin to kiss me. “I said no hands,” he said huskily against my lips. He pushed himself up from the floor and gathered my wrists in his firm. I couldn’t decide a next step. I lost any ability to prioritize. So I gave up, and I let the part of my brain that had all these big ideas work out how to get there by itself. It turns out it was up to the task. Conscious thought left me, and, for the first time in my life, I just…let go. I spun Moira around, aggressively, but as gently as I could at this point, put her hands against the shower wall at shoulder height, and wrapped my arms around her. I cupped her pussy and pressed my palm. A large poster of herself, laying back legs parted, pouting at the camera, toes pointed, she noticed. Pussy held open, one of the many stills she had posed for. Arranged around the poster were about a dozen of her DVDs. Fucking hell, she was being promoted, and how. An American brash and loud, wearing a pair of those hideous shorts that only Americans wear, bristling with cameras, came over, to where she stood, looking at her image. “Gee, is that you lady?“ He said.“No, no, you are mistaken.”. ..?" "Oh,ma'am it hurts, but it's thrilling, too...oh God, you're the best, Miss Pratt!" Prattsiesnickered and dropped the battery. "Hows about some more ice cubes?" AsMiss Pratt rubbed the ice on Evelyn's vulva, she howled once again. ?Bitch, bitch bitch, that's all you do.? Prattsie said cheerfullyas she dropped the ice cubes back in the bowl and sat in the chair again. ?Getyour mouth on my pussy again, girl?you are so goddamned unappreciative!? Evelynpainfully got back up on her elbows,.