Try to make a break for it

The young woman was staring at Leanne with her arms folded. Her face was somewhere between annoyed and astonished at what she saw in front of her. Leanne swallowed deeply before returning her raised leg to the floor and adjusting her short dress. She squirmed uncomfortably as she felt the material cling to her moist pussy.

Leanne tried to act normally but found that she couldn't look Abbie in the eyes. Her head was down as she thought of a sensible excuse. After an awkward few minutes she realised there was no way to logically explain herself and figured it would be better if she just made a quick exit.

So with her head facing the floor Leanne hastily began walking for the exit. However as she reached Abbie the young woman grabbed her firmly by the arm, halting her progress. She was still **** to look her in the eye, but eventually the uncomfortable situation **** Leanne to raise her head and come face to face with the Rosefield Manor employee. She didn't look any more pleased than when Leanne had first seen her. The two young women stood in position for a moment, staring silently at each other. Leanne was trying to think of something to say. An excuse, a reason, something to bring an end to the increasingly uneasy situation. Anything. But nothing came to mind. However, she'd also heard nothing from Abbie too.

Leanne realised the other woman seemed just as uncomfortable as she did. She was only a year or two older than Leanne so seeing another girl masturbating like that was probably incredibly embarrassing for her. She was looking at Leanne's outfit. From her amplified cleavage down to where her short dress met the tops of her sexy stockings. She was wondering what Abbie might be thinking and from the way she was biting her lip Leanne guessed maybe it wasn't as bad as she first feared.

She began to relax a little and Abbie in turn released her grip on Leanne's arm. Cautiously she reached out and placed her hands on Leanne's hips. With a little hesitation Abbie slid them lower until they arrived at the hem of her short dress, pulling the edges out slightly as if admiring the material. With a brief glance towards the young woman Abbie went further still and lifted the bottom of the dress, seeing Leanne's pussy for herself and the telltale wetness. Abbie bit her lip again before looking Leanne in the eye and smiling nervously. She clearly had devious thoughts on her mind and Leanne was beginning to feel excited just imagining what they might be.

Abbie led Leanne over to a nearby table and encouraged her to perch her tight bottom on the solid surface. The young woman then raised Leanne's skirt, once more exposing her tight slit. Abbie licked her lips as more racy thoughts entered her mind before forcing Leanne back on the table. As their excitement increased, Abbie leant forward until her face was level with Leanne's aroused slit.

She barely had any time to ready herself as Abbie gently fingered her lips. Teasing them lightly before carefully sliding her fingers inside. A groan of pleasure escaped the young woman's mouth as Abbie pleasured her. First with her skilful digits and then leaning further forward and softly sliding her tongue between her lips.

Leanne cried out in pleasure as Abbie continued to explore deep inside her pussy. She sat back on the table and closed her eyes. This experience was so much more erotic and satisfying than her earlier encounter with the creepy clown. As thoughts of that weirdo re-entered her mind she wondered what had happened to him. How long had he been gone before Abbie came in? Did she see him? Whatever the situation was Leanne didn't care. Abbie's talents were too good now to enjoy to their fullest. As she opened her eyes to look down at the young woman a feeling of dread filled her.

Abbie was still there. Working hard, pleasing Leanne as she toyed with her clit. However, just a few metres behind, lurking menacingly, the clown had returned. Leanne tried to scream but she was too scared to make a sound. The freak was staring at the two girls, still as motionless as ever, until he focused on Abbie's tight rear.

It was bobbing up and down as she worked and her skirt had risen up slightly, exposing her long slim legs. Slowly the clown made his way towards them, his gaze fixed on Abbie. Leanne tried again to alert the young woman but before she could the clown was upon the other woman. He grabbed her tightly by the hips, dragging her into him and causing Abbie to stop immediately what she had been doing. Caught by surprise she tried to turn to see what was happening but the grip on her was too strong and she just wriggled helplessly. Her pert arse rubbing against the creep's groin. Leanne watched on in horror as he tore up Abbie's skirt with one hand before hauling out that thick erection once more.

Abbie panicked as she fought against his hold but it was no use. With no escape the clown penetrated the young woman, driving hard and deep into her pussy. Abbie let out a terrifying scream. Part pain, part pleasure from the immense tool being thrust inside her.

Leanne backed away, kicking her legs frantically. She fell off the table and jumped back up hastily. The clown was staring at her as he screwed the other young woman. Abbie was bent over double. Unable to go anywhere while the creep **** his hard member deep inside her slit. Leanne realised that with the clown occupied this was her chance to escape. But could she really leave Abbie to be abused like this?