She didn’t reply straight away, instead her hands moved down to my thighs stopping about half way up my legs.“Nothing” she said her voice even a...nd smooth. Her skin felt hot and smooth ageist me. This was a side to Scarlett I had never seen before. I felt a horny electric sense flow though me. Wait this is my best friend! A girl! This is wrong! I told myself. I looked down and Scarlett laughed pulling away from me. “Omg your face!!” she laughed jumping down from the table and taking the bottle. .. Okay..." He was putting his hands on my back, moving slowly as if I'd tell him not to or something."That feels nice..." I breathed. "Can you feel that, Carl? That's your white cock kissing my black pussy."I was teasing him, not putting him inside me, not yet. I was splitting my greasy labia with his cockhead, digging a wet furrow in my slit as those puffy lips parted around him. I loved this part the best, the anticipation, and I always played with myself like that when I could. I loved. I moved my head up and down, licking his head with my tongue. He quietly moaned and ran his fingers through my hair. I took his cock down to the base and moved my tongue along his head in my mouth. I sat up and he rolled me over. The bed bounced a bit when I laid down and we froze again. Rachael yawned and rolled over, facing the other way. With a sigh of relief, we continued. He slid his hand down my stomach, and unbuttoned my jeans. He stuck a hand into my pants. I waited with such nervous. Now, put on that nightdress, get back into bed and rest until lunchtime. I’ll give you another mild sedative.’ The rest of the day passed in something of a blur. Emma was cosseted, pampered, and regularly anointed. The physiotherapist visited, massaged Emma thoroughly, and encouraged exercises to alleviate the pains in her joints and muscles. Emma began to feel much better. She reflected on the events of the past twenty-four hours. It seemed that escape would be nearly impossible, in the short.