Where were all these bizarre visions coming from? Barbie’s brain was a potpourri of strange images and desires mixing in an exotic cocktail blend of...fantasy and reality. The vibrator was now in her pussy performing its own sexual black magic. Barbie was caught by surprise. When had that happened? Barbie had been disoriented by the blackness of the blindfold, by Ken’s husky mesmerizing whispers, by his unpredictable touches and bites. The waves of incandescent sensations were building ever. The sex didn't last as long as I'd hoped. Hecouldn't manage anymore and fell asleep. I was still revved up andspent the next hour pleasuring myself, while he slept.I'd forgotten that in my pre-op days, I wouldn't have lasted, but post-op me seemed to be able to have multiple orgasms and still want more. Icouldn't help but compare the difference in feelings of the positionspre and post-op. I still marvelled at how wet I became, how my vulvaopened and my labia and clit swelled up and became. Then he was mourning like a animal and I stood up and placed his hands in my boobs and pressed it hard and he was pressing it hard and I removed my saree and he looked my boobs like a hungry dog and pushed me to the bed and jumped on me and planted a deep kiss in my lips and he was cleaning my teeth with his tongue and I can’t control myself and I started to suck his tongue and cleaned his tongue and he slowly removed my blouse and pavadai I was in my bra and panty he was got mad seeing me in. Let my mouth get away from me there. No hard feelings?"Steele extended his hand to shake with Rollie. He tried to bear down on Rollie's hand to show him who was the better man. Rollie smiled at Steele and began to return the pressure on the big man's hand. Very shortly, Steele pulled his hand away with a grimace of pain on his face."If you're done playing games, we need to set up a game plan for the next week," Rollie said, smiling as Steele rubbed the circulation back into his hand.Steele.