Vanessa’s bladder was feeling rather full by now and she was looking forward to relieving herself of that internal pressure quite badly which is jus...t what she did.Vanessa Benson leaned her back up against the cistern just behind her and pushed her hips forwards just a fraction so those watching could see more clearly the flow of liquid that was about to gush forth from her loins. Vanessa then closed her eyes as she felt her own urethra press forward just down below her clitoris. This autonomic. I kept out lips glued together as I went for her tits, I had to get a feel, even if she slapped me I wanted those tits. Far from getting a slap, her hips bucked against me and her tits thrust forward – she wanted it. A quick feel over her blouse and then down to her snatch for a feel. She still didn’t resist, she had her arms wrapped round me and her tongue trying to get to my tonsils. Fuck she was one horny bitch and I was grinding my cock against her and she was responding. It was too much, I. I roll my eyes, the poor girl. I am touched, I am also glad she wasn'tstupid enough to go back and hand herself in. I text her back:Emma: "I'm safe and sound, was let off with a caution," I don't explainwhy, "the wicked witch has me locked back in my tower though :-\ xx"Minutes later I get a reply.Poppy: "PHEW! I am soooooo glad. Sooooo sorry, can you forgive me? :-( :-( :-( xxxxxxxx"Her text makes me smileEmma: "Nothing to forgive :-) I had fun today. They made mum buy theskirt and promise to. . I’d ... ahhh ... love to ... fuck you . . . aaahhhh . . . with a dildoe,” panted Natasha. Belle said nothing. She too was now rubbing harder ... hoping to get it over more quickly. She loathed this woman crushing her down. How wicked for one slave to make another suffer! “Oooohh ... yes ... yes ... that’s good ... hhaaaahhhh ... your cunt feels lovely ... hhhaaaahhhhhhhh .... lovely ...” gasped Natasha. Belle closed her eyes. The end could not be far away. Thankfully. Natasha began to pant..