"John Allthwaite, Olympic Gold Medalist!" he said, "How does that sound?" Uh, what?" I asked."You won!" he said, "You won Gold at the twenty twelve Lo...don Olympics!" "Fucking hell," I said, "I never realised!" Is there anyone you want to thank, your trainer?" he asked."Yeah, Weatherfield Council for giving me the job on the bins what got me fit," I suggested, "The Lads down the Flying Horse, the." I couldn't really think,"Sandra for letting me fuck her half price."The TV bloke looked really. With much less hesitation than earlier, she began to unbutton her gown. Soon she slipped the shoulder straps off and it fell to the floor. Leasa then began undoing her corset. It opened baring a pair of beautiful, full breasts. Her nipples stuck out, pointing toward the smiling, old, black man. Sambo could see how excited his ex-master’s daughter really was for him and his huge, black dick.Leasa then removed her bloomers. As she pulled them down her long legs, both Sambo and the Captain could. I'll start with the right breast, it's close. Cup my handunder the breast, pinch the nipple, again, again. I want it standingout... a big target. NOW!"Nghhheowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww! NHGunghhhh!" Did it hurt little darling? Oh! You can't really talk can you?"Rotate the needle in her nipple, pull it through, follow with the ring.Screw the ends together. Apply alcohol to the puncture site. Crying hasdied down, pain lessening.I'll wait to do the other nip, that'll prolong the anticipation. . "So a tranny's ok then." Stop that. Your a women, now repeat after me, your a woman." Your a woman." No you are, not me, you silly bugger."Sam rolled on top of her, his legs astride her and tickled her stomach.She shook her head in a fit of giggles and her wig fell off. She graspedfor it looking concerned. Sam pulled her arms away and fluffed her blondhair." You really don't need that wig you know. Your hair is long enough for ashort women's hairstyle you know." I was thinking about that. I.