And, of course, the girl's smooth, bare sex, which was being so wonderfully split and plundered by Jack's rapidly-pistoning dick ... well, the last ti...me Emily had seen it, the girl's pussy had been covered with lustrous, dark curls of pubic hair.Bare pussies are so much sexier, Emily thought, nodding in approval. Jack sent her to the Magic Touch Spa ... of course, that explains it... In front of the giant round bed, a crumpled white satin sheet lay on the floor, almost identical to the one. When I got back to my table, I flipped the photo over without looking at it and turned to the box. I wanted to get rid of the contents quickly before something else sucked me in. Curiosity got the better of me, though. As I fed the shredder page after page, I had to know some things. Yes, the photo was of Laura Buono, taken by the husband who strangled her to death. She was a housewife; they’d been married for four years and had no kids. The murder was an argument that got out of control. The. I’d do anything.” She smiled darkly and put her leg down to walk over to me. “I know you would.” She undid my binds. “Now, I am going to walk over to the bed and lie down, you may lick me until I am finished, you may not touch yourself or come until I say. Is that clear?” I nodded before answering. “Yes Mistress.” With the vibrations still inside me it was difficult to walk but I needed to taste her. She lay down on the bed and raised her body up on her elbows so she could watch me. She spread. She screamed into the gag then slumped forward, silent and beyond contact for a moment, keeping to his word, he slipped his trousers down his very red and eager errection dripping precum as he lined himself up, unlubricated, then as she regained her senses drove himself into her slippery passage in a single heart stopping stroke. Her muffled scream again rang around the place once more, and he began his jig, it did not take long. His first thrust fetched her to a reluctant climax, the pain.