Vaishali: what is that.Me: make her your sex slave. I want you to have lesbian relationship with her. And I want you to take her whenever you feel lik....Vaishali: why.Me: I don’t know. Just for my sadistic pleasure.Vaishali: haah!. You said there are girls before me and there will be after me, that you have in your life. Who are they.Me: that I am not going to disclose to you darling. Just know that I have had a few girls and they are as committed to me as you are.I then push a finger in asshole. Milton’s office and made an appointment for late afternoon. I was going to need his testimony, and at that point, I wasn’t convinced he was convinced of the DID diagnosis.On the way to my office, I was trying to decide what to do about Harley. Judge Wilmer charged him very specifically with investigating the charges against Aunt Margie, and I didn’t doubt for a minute that, once old Harley picked up the scent of anything interesting, he’d be as single-minded as a bloodhound until he got what he. "Mmmmm," she hummed in response looking up at him, her eyes shining.Wanting to pleasure him still more, she pulled him from her mouth, held his cock up out of the way and tongue-bathed his balls, licking each one and sucking them one at a time into her mouth. Then seeing how he enjoyed that, she licked under his testes and down towards his ass."Oh my God!" he exclaimed, lifting his hips without thinking. Her tongue felt amazing and he didn't even think of his hurt back anymore. She lapped and. And so, she had lived a solitary existence until her sophomore year in college when Howard had struck up a conversation one day after class and the two had hit it off immediately. He stood a “normal” 5’11” which posed some problems, especially at first, but the two worked them out and the relationship grew. A year later he asked her to marry him and she quickly accepted. Both finished school although within a year they were parents. Gwen was afraid her condition might be genetic and watched.