It was like brass metal poles. Then she allowed me to see that she was wearing black crotchless panties. She licked her fingers, while smiling at me i... a very naughty way, and then took and slowly slid her fingers into her pussy. As she jacked me she finger fucked herself as I was helpless to do anything but lie there and watch. It was torture wanting her so badly and not being able to. I hated it, but yet I loved it! It just got me more excited. Then she stopped both activities and climbed on. At the end of the second week I got the buckettreatment. I had been standing there in stilettos and nothing else otherthan my panties and dressing gown when the owner said:"Sara, hang up your dressing gown for a minute and let me look at you."I had long got past resenting him staring at my almost naked body(although I did on the first night) and would happily sit or standvirtually naked in front of him."You know you are the only whore who paid me to turn you into one! Assoon as I saw you I. My eyes first went to her heavy sagging breasts. Her huge tits were sagging almost like an untied water balloon, all the meat was on the bottom. Only half of her areola showed because of the sag. The half that did show was big enough to be a whole one on another person and were dark pink. My eyes next went down to her stomach. It has stretch marks and cellulite on it and sagged down over her pubic area a little bit. Her vagina looked perfect. A growth of hair, not a thatch, it was simply pubic. . and he looked apprehensively to where the big animal lay watching from the floor near the foot of the bed. It would not be the first time he had needed his faithful friend to help fuck the fires out of a yum- yummed filled girl... but he would wait awhile longer to make sure... And then, suddenly she stopped, raising her head to look up at him with crazily gleaming eyes. "Crawl up onto the bed, darling!" she sensuously hissed. "We're going to do other things, too, tonight! Oh God, Dianne's so.