She told Wendy that she did not need the straps and gag.The colour work was easier somehow, but still very painful though. She tried to relax, watchin... Paul work on her pussy. It was almost as if she was watching someone else being tattooed. Steadily, the colour was put in on her mons area. Mary watched as the wings were filled in, and then felt Paul moving downwards between her legs. This was really painful, but she bit her lip and lifted her legs higher as he worked round to her backside. The. Eventually, the rod travelled to a new system. This time, though, it found something.Life.In its infinite travels, the rod had developed a consciousness. A mind.A curious mind.It altered it's trajectory slightly, so it might hit the planet.It landed.In it's memories, it remembered tales of a lost race. A race who'd glue themselves together with unending adhesives, fuse themselves together by their very flesh so they might never be alone; that they'd never have to experience such a pain as. Crystal, this is Lucy. She is working in the secretary pool, but will soon be leaving us to work for one of my hotels.”The girls greeted each other. Lucy was excited to meet our spokeswoman in person and said as much.“Lucy, I want you to tell Crystal the story of the last few days. Start from the when you were under my desk, keeping my cock warm while I worked and end with our plans for next week.”Lucy told her the story of her family and Crystal was speechless. I dismissed Lucy. Crystal had no. I heard the patio door slide open and saw Jean wander out into the garden, her medium length blonde hair blowing in the breeze. She's got a nice figure, 36-24-36 with nice boobs too, though she tends to hunch her shoulders a bit as if trying to avoid notice or a blow. She also talks very quietly and if in the company of her hubby will keep glancing to the side to make sure she's toeing the party line as it were. She always wears skirts or dresses, never jeans or trousers as far as I can tell..