Eliza grinned a bit as she lookeds at the four members of her "Captive Audience", then shrugged out of her dres, her own twat so wet she could hardly stand it. Quickly she tore the dress from the sub and mashed their bodies together, letting her lust be slowly sated. Her lips met the girl's as she led her over to the two chairs and pushed the girl into the Cabbie's lap, then sank, thankfully, onto the designer's ready prong.<br/>"MmmmmmnnnGOD I needed that..."