By the end of the ride we were making out and I was playing with Katy’s clit to get her warmed back up. Xnxx “I didn’t want to do it,” she cried, “but I couldn’t stand the abuse any more.” She took a napkin and wiped her eyes, “I feel so bad for what they made me do to Wendy.”
“Its ok,” Katy slid her chair over and put her arm around Brittany to comfort her, “we will figure out a way to help you.”
“I think we can get both you and Wendy out of this mess,” I said, “but you need to make sure no one knows what is going on.” Brittany nodded her agreement and we made plans to meet with her the next day, at the same place.
“What do you think?” I asked Katy after Brittany had left. She was more of a housekeeper at this point and it appeared Brittany had used her pretty harshly as well. She produced a poster with a grid that had a picture of each item of Diane’s costume.
“You each get four poker chips of the same color.
