She was a pretty girl, no question. She had beautiful breasts, not large but very well-shaped, with small brown n*****s, hardened in the grip of the clamps. She had a nice flat tummy and neat round bottom. I saw that, between her legs, she was shaved clean.
“I should like you to touch her cunt,” Mark said. “Reach out and fondle it but don’t penetrate it.”
Roland reached out his hand and stroked Belinda between the legs. I had the same mixture of emotion as when she had sucked Roland’s c**k. Jealousy that he should want to touch another women, yet desire. Desire that he should touch me like that, but also desire for Belinda. I wanted to know what it would be like to do as he was doing. And it excited me that he was aroused as I could see that he was. And then on top of this was my awarene
