I beged Peggy. She was biting harder and I grabbed her head pushing it into my tits and screamed Bite them harder, harder. Make them bleed. I was begg...ing and son she did as I sprayed several orgasms all over Jills fist and soaking the bed. There was blood on Peggys face and mouth as if she were a vampire and she was licking the blood and then kissed Jill and Jill had a fit Oh fuck, her blood tastes great. Jill said and began sucking my tits and biting them making them bleed more. My hips were. She gasped…then I brought my right hand down and slapped her ass—hard. Michelle jumped, then sighed. “Count them out, Michelle.” “Y-Yes, sir…one.” Slap…I spanked her again, enjoying the sight of her flesh rippling against my hand. “Two…” She said. SLAP “Three…” She said through gritted teeth as I spanked her cheeks harder. I looked over at Cassie. She’d sunk down in her seat, and was sitting with her legs spread revealing a pair of white panties. I looked her in the eye. “Do you see what. Further enhancing her legs were strappy sandals, with stiletto heels high enough to trigger my shoe fetish, but low enough that a trained dancer could move comfortably.Literally crowning the outfit was something that made my eyes tear just a little: the French Foreign Legion green beret that Marie had given her. I had its mate at home, in an honored position on the mirror above my dresser. It did flash through my mind that it was just different enough from a U.S. Army Special Forces green beret. Her hands cradled my rear as she looked into my eyes. “Don’t be silly, Jane.” “Oh Rachel, it’s not me who is dressed in loose shorts.” “What? Who told you they were even loose?” To this, Jane did not reply. I could feel her fingers come to the front of my shorts and do something but I could not see what she was doing properly. “Well then, I guess we have to do this the hard way.” She merely murmured before dragging me by the hand to the middle of the corridor. Suddenly, her hands dove to.