"Are you OK?" Sophie, hugging herself hard was trembling, looking pale in the harsh overhead lighting, and Caerys reached out to nudge her shoulder wh...en she didn't respond. Sobbing gently, she stumbled forward into Caerys chest."I just want to know what's going on..." she finally muttered, between sobs."You and me both." Caerys told her, quietly, hoping no-one was listening. It was France, who knew what they'd get away with, but she was reasonably sure two grown women in the same toilet stall. Next, he placed a leather neck brace around her neck to prevent her from rolling her head from side to side.Guy then put on a pair of latex surgical gloves, and removed the tray of poopsicles from his cooler. He inserted one into her vagina, evoking a squeal from her as he pushed the ice deep into her with his fingertip. He then pinched her jaw open and dropped one into her mouth. Then he removed the latex gloves and went into the bathroom to wash his hands after handling frozen shit embedded. His hands grasped her waist, hauling her to him, his mouth finding hers in a kiss that scorched his soul, firing his desire. Her lips were warm and soft, her mouth hot with the darkness of passion. She tasted of sweetness and sin, a combination that had him pulling her even closer."Fuck me, Gabe," she whispered against his lips, her voice a siren's song of lust and need. "I want you inside of me."His hands found the silk that covered the rounded curve of her ass, pulling it up until he could. I dart my tongue into it playfully. You move forward and put your hands on my shoulders, sliding your body down mine. Your hand checks to see if I’m aroused and then, in one fluid movement, you come to rest in my lap and I am fully sheathed. There’s a contemplative pause. I flex inside you a little to let you know I am there. You give me a friendly squeeze in return. But we’re content at the moment, there is no particular hurry. Your skin is still pleasantly cool from the shower. I begin to.