“Still bare, I see.”
“Yes.” There was a slight tremor in Heather’s voice. She wasn’t scared now, but was nervous. Even though she wanted this, it was obvious that Rebecca was in charge, and she had no real control over what was about to happen. She was simply a prop in whatever game Rebecca wanted to play. She reached out and touched Heather’s p***y, running her fingers over the velvety labia but not slipping between them. The brunette almost shied away, but realized it was going to happen one way or another so she let Rebecca touch her.
“Very smooth. Nice. When did you shave?”
“This morning.” While her p***y wasn’t public property, Heather did get a little thrill in realizing she was going to be available for whatever s*x game Rebecca had in store. Knowing she was a bit trapped, it was
