I felt like moving on. I knew she would want me to stay. Goddamnit. We moved him to a clearing a short way from the road where I cleaned his head-w...ound with a measure of liquor and stitched him up with the gut I keep on hand for just this sort of thing. In my profession, it pays to be prepared. From there it was up to him. I didn’t bother to worry about what would happen to the girl if he didn’t wake up. There were very few ways for that scenario to play out, and none of them were very. She shook them and found they surrounded her. She was in a box, with no room to stand. Frightened, her head still hurting she absently reached up to rub it as she assessed her situation. There she found a tiara or a crown or something. She tried to drag it off her head to look at it but it seemed to be bonded to her scalp. Michelle ran her fingers over it. She could feel round smooth glassy orbs on it that could be jewels. Confused she turned her attention to the bars. She gripped them and. “I mustn’t say a word before nine; you both know that,” he teased.Sharifa sat on his lap, somewhat shocking Nicola, and kissed him thoroughly.“Tell me,” she demanded, “Or you’ll never see me naked again.”“Sharifa!” Nicola exclaimed.“Tell me,” the tease repeated, “Tell me and I’ll get Nicola to strip for you as well.”“I’ll do no such thing,” said her indignant friend.“It’s OK. He much prefers watching me walk about naked; fucking me is only to persuade me to get my kit off.”Professor Jones. I wasn’t sure if I wasn’t becoming more aroused than he evidently was. I was witnessing this powerful man groveling at my feet, hungry to devour them. I closed my eyes as he started with my left big toe. I stayed in the moment, feeling the moistness of his mouth suck and lick the remaining toes and sensing my pussy leaking again. He finished with my toes and then pushed my torso from an upright seated position to a supine position upon the bed. Still kneeling, he swung both my legs onto the bed.