.. melted. Like it was made of wax, heated so its exterior flowed and dribbled and then hardened into a new shape. It wasn’t natural.I froze. What i... it saw me? What if it scurried towards me on those disgusting legs? It had a pair of scything mandibles before it. My father didn’t notice it as he stared absently ahead. The thing headed for his desk. What was it? Was it something wanting to harm him?I wanted to flee my proxy and return to my body. Sven shook me again. He called for me. He had to. French guys do know what they do. Birgit also couldn’t complain about the size of his dick. All and all, we had a great sexy get together and everyone were pleased.After this, we met up with the Turkish couple in a restaurant close by, where we had a dinner and headed back to the villa. Foreplay remained short also this time and the male partner got Birgit moaning quite loudly. He was also very well equipped and his movements slightly resembled a sewing machine.Very soon the doorbell rang again. ”“Do you need us to leave?”“No, you can use the other bedroom. In fact, now that you’re here, maybe I can get your boys to do me a favor. I’m testing Christine for kinks. I’ll be able to use them to provide a life-like stimulus. Do you mind?”“No, that’s okay. You can borrow them for a little while but on one condition?”“What’s that, you little slave driver?”“I want you for an hour tomorrow. I want to ride you for half an hour, and then I want one of your specials. Then I might just ask you for. His guy had been sending me messages, bugging me, sending me hot pics of himself. He was so hot, so one day I "Caved" in and agreed to hook up with him in a nearby hotel. He offered me to pay for the room and the sex, so I was a happy gurl :DHe instructed me to doll up like a emo, so I did. Black makeup and lipstick, light foundation, nosering and hooops in my ears. My black superstraight hair was all shiny with a pink hairband and a pink rose. I put on a black, offshoulder top and a red bra.