"What position would you like to fuck me in?" Michele asked."Doggie-style. I want to take you from the rear," he said."Oh, Bernard! I love it when you...fuck me like that," she said.Her voice was cheerful and her eyes had cleared. There were still stains on her cheeks from the tears she had spilled while the man was whipping her ass raw only moments before.Michele rolled over on her belly and then moved to her hands and knees.She kept her head low and pushed her knees apart on the bed as far as. "Wait a minute, dear, Nick wants to talk to you." She gave me the receiver."Marilyn, don't go down for the penthouse elevator," I said. "Just take the regular one to the top and then walk up the stairs. I'll fix the door for you." As in most hotels, you could enter the stairwells on any floor—that was standard fire code—but for security reasons they were locked from the other side so you couldn't get out again unless you went all the way down. "And when you come, use a credit card or something. She smiled in shy and said “I must taste your taste your semen today”.She then returned to my side on the bed and pulled down my shorts exposing my private parts to her feverish gaze. My fully erect penis was standing up like a flag pole and giving small jerks showing how excited I was. She took hold of my stone hard penis and pulled back the fore skin exposing the swollen head on top. She then bent forward all the while staring into my eyes. She then proceeded to take the swollen head into her. Brushes and tweezers and weird looking torture devices followed. AllI know for sure is that I plucked my eyebrows into this crazy feminine archand then started applying makeup. To this day, I'm not 100% sure on what Idid, but all I know is at the end of it all, I was made up like a showgirl.I had deep dark eyes, and big pouty glossy lips. My body just keeps going,pulling out hair products and brushes. And goes to town, I even pulled outscissors and cut away my bangs so they hang just over my.