” Mum let out a big sigh before reaching under her skirt and pulled her panties of and held them out to me. “There is that what you want, am I...humiliated enough?” I took them in my hand and once again held them to my face. "Nice and warm but not quite so wet this time.” The door bell rang and mum scampered of shouting be right there. Cathy and I laughed silently to ourselves. I turned to go back into the bedroom. “I need a pee” Cathy moved around me to get to the bathroom, and started. “All three very nice,” I said. “You will let me keep practicing, won’t you? I do so want to be perfect before I do it for real.” “It was real enough. And just perfect.” She had stopped acting the timid but aroused beginner and was my lovely insatiable Natsuko again. “Anyway,” she said, “the one thing that’s different from the real thing is that of course in a strip-club I’d have to fuck everyone.” “Yes, you will won’t you? Are you ready for that?” “Of course!” At last I pulled her to her feet. She kept her gaze lowered and walked, trying her best to ignore the gawking stares.As she strode into the waiting room, she glanced up and saw the two men sitting at a table. They both wore black suits, white shirts, and black ties. They both looked to be consummate professionals, even as they carefully gazed up and down her figure. Not that she expected anything else - Trisha Yi was built to be stared at. She'd learned to accept the uncomfortable fact that men gave her a once, and even twice,. Yougot fucked and couldn't even enjoy it. You realize the van is no longer moving. You wonder whereyou can be. "OK, Angelo, your turn." The one with AIDS! Yourblood runs cold. The hose in your anus is pulled. Almostpainfully, the bag within you bears against your anal sphinctermuscles, stretching, stretching. You think giving birth to ababy must be like this. "EERRRGH!" you cry, and suddenly your rectum is empty, yourburning anus no longer stretched. "Shit, man, I don't want.