Then he handed me a bottle of lube and told me to coat the dildo. I did as he bid, and then mounted the huge phallus. And it was huge, let me tell you... I had a hard time getting it all in, but Mr. Henderson moved behind me and pushed down on my shoulders.“Ouch,” I whimpered. “It’s too big, sir.”“Oh, I’m sure that your womanly cunt can handle it ... you’re a grown woman after all.” he said, still pushing down.“No-no-it - oh Gawd.”And then I was firmly seated on the vinyl saddle, my sex filled. I switched my attention from one breast to the other, as I continued to caress her body with my hands. When I reached her center, Adara spread her legs eagerly. I stroked her thighs as I reluctantly abandoned her breasts and started trailing my tongue down her stomach. Adara's stomach muscles fluttered under my tongue, as I kissed and nibbled my way down. I looked up at her face and smiled again at the sight of her eyes tightly closed, as she bit her lip in concentration. When I finally arrived. Some of them yelled, "Nice piercings!" and things like that; after all, I wasn't the first girl to get a piercing, not even the first to get nipple rings.But no one complimented me on the SLUT mark on my shaved pussy. I heard a few, "Oh my gods!" but that was it, until Joyce walked into the shower. Joyce had been a friend for a long time, and when she saw me she said, "Oh my god, Rachel. What did you do to yourself?" Like it?" I asked, thrusting my tits out at her. "You wouldn't believe how. The vinaigrette was made from white wine, extra virgin olive oil, mustard, salt and pepper. She threw in some finely diced chili peppers, only because they were going to go bad, and she prided herself on deviating from every recipe at least in one respect. While she cooked the pasta in a pot, she wondered if Ralph had anything to do with the sisterhood. Perhaps there was a brotherhood. Certainly he was gorgeous, so he could be someone’s idea of their perfect physical self. She wouldn’t be.