. I'm f.. fine really," I gasp, but that only makes him laugh more...bastard..."Come now pretty girl, there's three more to practice on," he says watc...ingme intently. "Now.. where was I? Oh yes.. do you know why a sissy slut likeyou is better than a real girl? For a real man?" No sir," I reply, flicking my glance to him before my gaze returns to themolluscs... the other molluscs...He holds up his hand, ticking points off on his fingers. "Firstly, you can'tget pregnant, secondly, you don't go on. Main na jane kitni der Shanti ko chodata raha aur fir hum thak ke palang par so gaye. Sham ko jab main utha to Shanti kapde pehan rahi thee aur usski gaand par gulabi nishan thay. Mujhr utha hua sdekh kar vo muskurayi.” Kishan madarchod, ye dekh mere chutad par kitna mara tumne. Tujh par koi bhoot sawar ho gaya tha aur tum mujhe pagalon ki tarah chod rahe thay. Jiss kism ka asar Meera tujh par karti hai, uss se bach ke rehna. Vo aag hai jo tujhe jala kar raakh kar degi.” Main Shanti ki baat par. Stian will be fucking me up in this, I presume and imagine so—don't you?He is nestled and straightened up before my eyes and face beneath there in an implausibly soaring and steep and elevated chair that looks more of a throne and monarchial stool for an overlord and a His Majesty. Is he? Boo-hoo! He has a regal and sovereign expression about him that makes me wonder to myself in just-the-ideal-thing and faultless silence on whether there lives and has in existence any kink and sexual. At least she knows how to keep her cunt smooth. Perhaps she should teach you how.” Kayleigh had gone red, her head down, and Emi suddenly felt sorry for her. She said a silent prayer of thanks that she’d been extra careful to make sure her own cunt was totally hairless. It was too easy to miss bits if you rushed, which Kayleigh clearly had. “An excellent idea, “ Birch said. “Emi, if Mr. Smith agrees, take her to the bathroom and shave her cunt properly.” Emi fervently hoped Mr. Smith.