Z knew what she had to do next. She usedher left hand to remove the device and spread thelabia, revealing the gleaming tunnel of a vaginawhich had no...t had time to close entirely. Shepoised the hot iron, ready to plunge it into thepinkness of the girl's sex. With the scarring andadhesions, she wouldn't be able to put a pencil inthere, never mind a prick. Z paused for dramaticeffect."Wait," said a voice. Z turned. "We just heard. Her father had the prisoners shot and the bodiesdumped on the. " Cheryl was going on so happily that she kept cutting Jake offevery time he tried to speak. "Either we'd buy you a uniform or you'deventually sew one, or both! But we'd get you a full skirted apron tostart with, and maybe one of those cute caps like they wear on DowntonAbbey...yes! Oh, and you'd have to curtsey to us all the time. It wouldbe soooo cool!" All the women started talking about the idea, and reallyliked it. They told him that he'd be the prettiest live in maid, and ashe had made. Oh fuck don't stop.... oh my God!" Emily called out as he guided his tongue around inside of her pussy. Emily began to grind her hips, a reaction at first she didn't seem to notice but seemed a natural thing to do. Her pussy ground it's lips against John's mouth and chin, rubbing against it, as his tongue delved deeper into her cunt. At first her grinding of her pelvic was slow, gentle but as her heat grew, and the wonderful feelings she was gaining she ground it harder upon John's face. "Oh. Not ever. Somehow I made it from the car to the doors, then it's sketchy. I know they wanted to know my name, to know what happened, the doctors, the nurses, the police. I never said a word, the doctors said it was shock, the police persisted for a while, the nurses took longer.I don't remember the fire, I only knew about it because the policemen were discussing it, unaware of any connection, I'll never know if the girl started it for revenge, or the bitch used it to destroy the evidence, I do.