“Yes I think so, but put it on the night table ”, answered Rachel who had pushed the bed spread to the floor and sat on the sheets. Madeleine fina...ly pulled her skirt off and stood in front of Rachel in her thong, blushing slightly, knowing the nylon triangle didn’t quite cover all of her blonde patch.“Nice”, said Rachel with a large smile. “Turn around”. Madeleine smiled like a teenager and turned around to show Rachel her ass in which her thong dug rather deeply. “Come here baby”, purred. It's henna. I'm kinda marked up because I had to try it. I think I've mixed the right consistency. So instead of using a pen, you have to use a brush and let it dry. It seems to last pretty well. Of course, it's not black." She handed me a bowl of goop, a brush, and the stencil. Then she flopped on her back on the bed beside me. "Do the one over here on my boob." May I touch you, Nicki?" You kinda have to, don't you? Hell, they're just tits. Grope 'em, suck 'em, whatever. Just put the stuff on. .but won’t you miss your wife more, when you are there? ”Manager : ” Hahaha.. No way !! The only person I’ll miss will be you.”Me : “How rude! Your wife will kill you if she heard that..Haha. But tell me something..why won’t you miss her??”Manager : ” Well.. because no one takes care of me, the way you do. She is very introvert. I don’t feel free whenever I’m with her. Be it mentally or physically. She doesn’t know how to satisfy a man. I feel more open when I am with you. You are a broad. Nothing happened. His pussy lips stayed wrapped around my cock and he started to cry."Oh boy, you said you would do anything for me. And now you are truly my pussyboy forever. Tell me how good it feels to have a cunt boy. Tell me how much you love your new pussy." No. I won't. Fuck! I don't want this. I don't...." His voice trailed off as I started to push my cock in and out of his pussy."No please..." I could tell it felt good but he didn't want it too. I held him close and started to fuck him.