Her hair gleamed in the light, her eyes widened coldly, her nipples erected, her belly strong and powerful ... and then ... a butterfly dildo, a heavy...and obscene strapon, a little bigger and thicker than my pussy, made with bands of colored horizontal stripes like a rainbow. She wasn't smiling, she was stern. "Karla, from this moment on, you will be transformed into my own lesbian slave, my FuckSow." Her voice was like cold steel hitting my ears. She put the head of the strapon at the entrance. During one such lull in her sexual activity, she was invited to attend the birthday bash of a friend. The evening began with a barbecue at the friend's house. Video games were being played in the living room and beer pong was found in the garage. Alcohol was in abundance and everyone there was feeling a pleasant buzz as the night progressed. As was common among that particular group of friends, the birthday bash ended up at one of the local night clubs.When Michelle first walked into the night. The wife confessed to me months later that she did go to his house wearing nothing but sweat pants and a loose shirt. While enroute to his house the car needed gas and she found herself getting gas before finishing the journey to his house. In her account mark was alone and had no problem when she met him at the house, as soon as the door closed from the outside world she let him strip her at the door. Where upon she got on her knees and begun to suck on his cock slow at first the deeper each. "Lecia's right..." This is just the beginning!" Can we assume it's a failure though?" Well, even though it was intense, the flames didn't last very long." That doesn't mean it's a failure or success though. How vexing." This is why I was against performing this. For all we know, we could've died! Do we even have a small clue what this was supposed to do?" Our linguist says it may have to do with rain or water based on some words that hold similarity to Latin." So we might get rain...or we might.