He placed his hand on her crotch and carefully inched the hem of her dress up until he could finger his way beneath it to that warm wet valley between her thighs. Placing his finger against her c******s, she stiffened.
“Oh, please, yes,” she uttered, breathlessly begging.
“You’re going to let the slut have her way so easily, are you?” Lawrence asked.
“Not on your life,” Alain immediately withdrew his hand and turned to his friend. He spoke to his wife without looking at her, saying: “There’s more for you to see, Meri. When and if you get to come will be up to me.”
As he walked on, Meri removed the collar and scampered along behind him while they continued into the torture chamber, the largest of the dungeons with some of the more unique and diabolical of Lawrence’s s*x toys. Alain and
