I liked itso much that I was beginning to wonder if I could even quit. I looked atthe new clothes, the packages of panties, and the bras as I undresse...,knowing there was no way I could not wear them. Just as my skirt hit thefloor, Mom walked in and handed me a nightgown, telling me to join herin the familyroom. It was not a question. The nightgown was a new one. Ihad not seen it before. The sheerness of it gave me a sense ofnakedness, and as I walked into the familyroom, I pulled the. "Did you even notice how I had her pubes removed", I questioned him as I maintained eye contact, "except for the little curly 'heart' just above? That was My work."He just stood there, looking somewhere between confused and excited. "Look between her legs" I added... "There, hanging down. Do you see that?"I was confident that her 'tail' was dangling between her thighs."yes" he said, after a very long pause."That's also My work" I confidently added. "Turn around and show your hubby" I said as I. Often as I daydream away, Elena appearson holiday with me, and ends up in some deep South American Jail where, inthe deepest cell her screaming round the room, making the guards watching smile,as her piss drips from the steel table onto the white tiled floor. Rather than ignore the message, as I did with many, I replied; 'Hi, interesting handle' And off the chatting went, taking its usual course, 'JAILFUN4USALL' askingabout Elena, my responding and the chat slowly building to our desires. Ah, he's going to drive me crazy with that ice cube!"Are you still hot?" When she nodded, he grinned devilishly. "I'll have to work on that." Placing a soft kiss on her navel, he explored it briefly before he slid farther down the bed. When his head was level with her spread legs, he settled comfortably on his elbows.Alexa gasped when she felt the coolness of the ice followed by the hot flame of his tongue. When he ran it up her inner thigh, she held her breath. She exhaled sharply when he.