Carla sat up and closed her legs. "Well, that was easy." Their clothes had completely disappeared now. "My turn now." Carla leaned down toward the de...oness's pussy, but a cock had appeared above it. "I'm not done with you yet, slave." The demoness's sharp red eyes stared into hers. Carla sat on her hands and her knees. The demoness poked her she-dick around the girl's slit before pushing it in. First one inch.. Then three... Then seven... Then ten... Then she stopped. They were so close their. When I get done washing your hair you settle back against me as we relax in the warm water. I continue to wash your beautiful body while you relax against me. I soap up your breasts washing them with care then to your shoulders. I move the cloth down your arm to your hand I lovingly wash each finger separating them dropping the washcloth I massage each finger with mine sliding my fingers between yours. You moan in delight feeling the sensuous way I wash each and every finger. I move to the. The people in my area accuse me of dressing badly and some mention my body odor as well. Maybe it's because my body is hidden in a lot of clothes. There's my full cut cotton panties, the only kind allowed in contact with my pubic region, next my panty hose, followed by a girdle. My girdle is my shield from prying eyes; it protects my privacy and is a source of personal discipline. My bras are always white and of sturdy fabric. My boobs are such that they require no less than a 38 D-cup garment.. “ she started to cry. She did miss having a shoulder to rest on. He found himself comforting this scrawny, older woman. He had his arm round her and, although in his mind he was cuddling a crocodile, it became a natural next step to kiss her.She looked at him. “I’m sure you think I’m a sad, lonely, old, stick insect” That was uncannily similar to what he had been thinking, how did she do that?“I think you are remarkable. You know everything that goes on. You keep it all running ... and the only.