Ghar kafi furnished tha. Maine usko toilet ke liye puchha, to usne muje bataya. Maine toilet me jaake mere lund ko nikala aur sahelaya. Maine lund ko ...ola ki bete aaj teri kwahish puri kardunga. Aaj tumhe panjaban chut milegi. Maine mera underwear utara aur pocket me daal diya. Jisse vo mere lund ki bhasha aasani se padh sake. Khana khane ke baad maine use bola ki aaj bahar bahot dhoop hai, to class me jaane ka man nahi karta hai mai to ghar jar aha hu. To vo boli ki bahar bahot dhup hai ur. I tiny bitof base then mascara followed by eyeliner and some blue almost silvercolor on the lids. Lipstick in a color similar to my nails and I amdone. I like it simple.I open my robe to the waist and pull it back. Taking a large cottoncloth, I soak it in rubbing alcohol and wipe my entire chest area down.As it evaporates, I open the top drawer and slip on to silver braceletsand a pair of clip on dangle earrings about two inches long.From the second drawer, I remove my silicone forms. These are. "I'm ready to switch," Shauna blurts.No questions asked. Brea gives me a professional look, time to go to phase two. We retract our devices and let Shauna stumble off the bed, I help her keep her balance. She's not quite sore, but hasn't had a good ass fucking in a while.I lay on the bed, Shauna mounts me and Brea dams up the back of Shauna. We both thrust into Shauna and she goes into the bridge, a nice vocal solo reaching high notes. Her voice alone makes me dizzy with ecstacy. I can. The first stroke fell on my stomach, right at the top of my pussy, and made me jerk like mad. But once the most searing pain had faded, I couldn’t suppress my curiosity any longer and looked down. A thin red line formed on my stomach, perfectly horizontal. And while it had felt as if it simply ripped through all the layers of my skin, it hadn’t even drawn blood. The next stroke fell just a quarter of an inch above it, and I saw the impact ripple my stomach like a rock thrown into water – before.