So, shepicked out my ensemble. White lace top stockings, garter belt, and whitehigh heels. My hair was done in pigtails and my face light makeup. ...ynow almost useless clit (that's what we call it now) was encased in alocked stainless steel chastity tube to which she held the keys.Apparently she had secretly purchased this to commemorate the event. Ashort denim mini skirt and sheer white blouse covered everything. Theblouse did nothing to hide my erect nipples and pronounced braless. "And it feels quite nice."Dorothy relaxed, both her holes filled completely, and let her body take over. The constant buzzing vibration and rotating studs on the Tin Man's cock were beginning to take effect. She found herself teetering on the edge of orgasm."Oh, yes!" she sighed, as her body contracted, her abdomen contracting rhythmically.She began to rock her hips in time with her contractions, sliding the Tin Man's cock deep inside her as the Scarecrow's dick slid out of her ass, then. She is local to the city. She rented the loft a little over two years ago. She also keeps pretty much to herself, except when she goes off somewhere to show her paintings. At times she takes off, I suppose looking for subjects to paint." Does she paint landscapes or portraits?" Landscapes, I guess. That is all I have seen when I have been in her studio." What is her name?" Pauline Olson." I used to know a woman by that name. She was at one time a friend of my mother's. I liked her, but then she. “Hey baby sis, I guess I’ll be crashing with you for a while!” He said with a big smile, thinking things are so great with us sharing a room. He jumped on the bed, then jumping on top of me, holding me down. I squirmed left and right but I could get loose from underneath him. “Let me go you asshole!” I screamed “No! As long as we’re sharing a room, I’m in charge! Don’t forget it!” I was mad; Shawn always wants to be controlling me just because he is older, just by an hour. The more I squirmed.