"Are we the best people?" He nods his head i think he is afraid to speak. It might break the spell you have cast over him. Your sexiness and my soft v...ice seem to have him trapped. As I slide my fingers into your sex you inhale sharply and keep looking into his eyes. "Yes my pet I think this one will do nicely, don't you?"You wispier " Yes Mistress." "Will you do what I ask without question Pet?" I ask you as I keep circling your blood engorged clit. "I will if it pleases you. Oh, nevermind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until you've tried makeup. But trust me, after a little experience, you will look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp how much improvement your masculine face needed and how fabulous you look now. You are not as masculine as you imagine.Don't worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to get size 10 hips into size 4 panties. The real troubles in your life. I switched to the top left nipple. I motioned to Cynthia to take over on the top right nipple. There were more moans of joy.I switched to the bottom left nipple. I had Neva take over ministering to the top left nipple. There were now screams of pleasure and hip thrashing.I moved my attention to the lower right nipple. Maxine filled in on my former station. I let my left hand drift down to her pussy fur and gently brushed it about. We were all hooked. Neva and Cynthia were finger fucking each. She wasn't prepared to fully enter a relationship with him the way he wanted and had herself an emotional alternative. Sabra, too, was reluctant to commit herself and used the 'pressing business at home' argument. What were these women telling him in their separate ways? 'Mick, I don't trust you enough to completely give you my heart'? Was 'sex the most important thing to you' a true statement? He wouldn't have thought so, but, clearly, something was putting these wonderful women off.Michelle's.