I had experimented a lot when I was younger, back when I worked as a cocktail waitress. I knew how to do things to a woman that she likes in a way tha... she likes it. I would have even bitten the bullet and licked Karen’s dusty old pussy if it meant I could have some more wine. That thought made me wonder if Master would count girl goo as cum when I showed him!Despite my saucy invitation to Karen that I didn’t doubt would be ignored, I was a bundle of nerves and nervous energy. I felt like all. It was a very strange feeling to have something in my ass but after some minutes i was comfortable with it. My balls were tightened in my body by the pressure of the slip. She saw my grinning in my face and told me, that she was right with her prediction. i nodded but i didn't knew that after 1 hour i had a strong feeling to piss. But every activity was an overwhelming feeling in my ass. i was really thankful for the gift of my stepmother and said it to her."Fine you will more things learn to. I whimpered and groaned. Pleasure swept through me, this incestuous rush of delight. My tingles raced through me. His balls smacked into my clit.My pussy clenched around his girth, worshiping my brother being in me. I groaned as he drew back and then thrust into me. He slammed to the hilt in me. He buried over and over into me. He slammed into my depths. He buried over and over into me.“Damned,” he growled as he pumped his cock into me. His hands slid up my body. He squeezed my breasts. He. Finally she removed the dental device.I was thankful to be able to move my jaw, but the acidic taste and thegod awful smell, made me cry. My crying only got worse when the waxingbegan. I bawled into his underwear as Jennie started applying themolten wax onto my hairy back. I couldn't help the crying. I was losingcontrol and had no other outlet. After a few very painful rips, andmore crying, I felt man hands on my hips. I felt kind of squeamishabout the way he touched me. I felt gay, unnatural..