As the title of another work, Cello Woman, implies, a woman's upper bodyforms a cello. She has no legs, but is supported by a pair of bare feetthat gr...w at the bottoms of her severely truncated thighs. Reading from a sheet of music on a stand before her, she plays thestrings of herself, which emerge from her pubic region, run along thecenter of her midsection, and merge with the wooden neck of theinstrument that rests upon her left shoulder. This image is repeated,with a variation, in If I. I said Baby, that was awesome. She said, no Jake WE were awesome. I’ve got a pussy full of your sperm in me to prove it. Jake, I’ve never been so satisfied. Well maybe there is one way. You can put another load of your precious cum on top of that one which would leave me walking funny at work tomorrow.I said get dressed Debbie, our evening has only begun. I drove toward the pier. As we drove, she said, Honey, is there a Victoria’s Secret nearby? I said why? She took my hand and pulled her dress. As I strained frantically forward and upward, Denise kneeling, bent again and took my vulva into her, hot, avid wide mouth, sucking rhythmically on my clitoris at the same time as she slid her three fingers in and out. Sometimes it was only an inch or two, sometimes as far as she could go. I was only aware of the most intense delight. Her fingers in my vagina producing a hardness and knobbiness of stimulation that even the biggest, hardest cock never could. The sucking, the teasing, was like. However, her surprise and elation weresoon replaced with a feeling of sadness, as she realised that she'd have totell her friends- and worst of all, her wife- that the celebration would beall for nothing."Hey, wifey!" Paige giggled as she gently put the cake on her coffee tableand rushed to give Jessica a gentle, welcoming kiss. "Do you like yourparty? Nat said that we should have a proper, big party with everyone, butI knew you'd prefer a smaller one for now, especially as it's.