My hands fell to the table. He ran his hands up my belly to my bra covered chest and started grabbing my chest as if they were boobs. He pushed up the... bottom of my bra and exposed my nipples. He groped my chest and pinched my nipples for a minute. Then he moved back off to the side where he was before. “Look into the camera Andy” I felt so embarrassed and exposed.“Grab the edge of the table Andy” I did what I was told. “Spread your legs as wide as you can! I want your slut heels and legs. But it was different. It was cold and frightening."You look gloomy." Bob handed the drink to Allen and sat next to Gwen. "What's the matter, don't you love us any more?"He laughed, alone, looking at Gwen's jumpy eyes.She smiled, trying to feel the experience she had thrived on with them for such a long time."Just tired. Very tired." We'll fix that up," Bob said gleefully. "Remember that hypnotist, Largo? We've invited him over. We're going to cheer you up." He reached out and patted Gwen's. She wouldn’t be at all surprised to step out and find that he’d ordered a four-course meal. Hell, if the room had had a kitchen, he’d probably have cooked one. She finished her shower and dried off, sighing in contentment as she slipped into the long t-shirt she slept in. She took a few moments to towel her hair dry and comb it, then went to the door. ‘You ready? I’m coming out,’ she called. ‘I’m ready.’ Ryan stepped out and looked around. No food. Then her eyes went wide and she gaped. ‘What?’. "I know where the good stuff is."Little did Carly know, Sam was secretly a huge fan of fanfics and was guilty of writing more than one in this specific category, under a pseudonym. Now she had the opportunities to re-enact them and there was no way she would pass that up. "Do you know what smut is?" Sam asks, secretly filtering the selection so all that remained were explicit F/F. "No, what is it?" "Mama, gonna blow your mind today." Sam said as she selected one of her own stories. "This one is.