P smiled "i know just the thing". So there i was was lying on my back on the bed, blindfolded, gagged and unable to move due to the first class bondage skills of P. "you will have to wait while i take a shower", he said. "Hang on, before i get undressed i'll go to the bar and fill the ice bucket, as we will be needing it soon!" "ok" i tried to say but it was useless trying to make myself heard through the gag. After what seemed like an age he was back, "just give me two minutes and i'll be ready to abuse you" he shouted from the bathroom. Listening to the noise from the powershower i started to feel sleepy again. I was woken up with the sensation of being caressed with a feather. The touch was very light, my body cried out for more attention. My thighs were being massaged by oily hands, every now and then a finger slipped inside me. I was getting hot and wet. The hands were replaced by a mouth gently sucking my clit, my body was tingling all over. His tongue was exploring me and i. "Her eyes blazed and the smile that she gave me was blinding in its intensity."You're not alone."That seemed a reasonable place to stop the improv. I held onto her hand and pulled us into an impromptu bow. The rest of the group erupted into applause and Miss Mellor looked at us appraisingly. We were the last pair to go so we sat down together, Penny sat on my lap as if it were the most natural thing in the world and Miss Mellor started to read the notes that she had made on everyone's performances. Penny and I cuddled and tuned her out; this was all so new and it was all that I could do not to carry her off."Now we come to Penny and Tony." We were jerked from our reverie, "I'd like to say that it was, on the face of it, a truly outstanding performance." She paused for dramatic effect; it was Drama Club after all. "But it wasn't a performance was it?" This drew gasps from everyone except Penny and me."No, I realised as you were giving us the premise to the improvisation that I was in.
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