The place went from nuclear silence to roaring cheers. The female audience wooed and cheered loudly as they embraced his wonderful poetic talent on st...ge. Cindy was in total disbelief. She realized that the man she could have rejected was the man in her dreams. It changed her mind so much, she was suddenly interested in him. She listened to him obsessively from recital after the next, while getting turned on from one poem to the next. Her body felt like it was being tortured from a lyrical clit. This made it most convenient for her spouse to play between her widespread thighs with his hands and his whip until she was hot, dripping and panting heavily. Cruel as he was, he knew how to get to her, which only made her feel more helplessly humiliated.It wasn´t long before Felicia heard herself begging him for his attentions, producing the amused sneer she would have to bargain for her pleasures with her suffering.When her hands were lowered, it was not, as she had hoped, to free her for the. She gasped and backed away from him only to be met by the hard wall. He was very very dirty, his honey hair was mussed, and he smelled of sweat and sun. He scooted closer, taking in her white cotton dress, and her frightened face. Although she wasn't a flat out beauty, she was daintily pretty and cute in a disturbingly innocent way. She had a pale face with huge brown eyes, long thick black lashes, fairly faint freckles across the bridge of her nose, and full feminine red lips. Thick long black. She was on a nighty. I could feel her petticoat inside. I gudgudhi-ed her and she was like stop-it and she asked me innocently what are all the difference between me and you? I told her “You girls are soft and we are strong. She laughed and said. No Bhuddu don’t you know there are so many differences like the way you and I pee? I was so shy but my penis wasn’t. It was so erect and running all over inside my undies. She continued I saw your penis today morning, while your peeing it’s kind of.