Next comes the electric butt plug. I suddenly realize why they wanted me so clean inside. The plug has two leads. Each is connected to a single side o... a bipolar wire. They place a band around my balls, and pull it tight, so that my testicles cannot receed inside of my body. They place another band around the base of my penis. The opposite poles of bipolar wires are connected to the bands. I am made to lie on my back in the middle of the bed. There is a pillow covered with a towel placed under. I’m not that much of a car enthusiast, but the idea amused me. I picked a dark red leather dress against which hair contrasts. It was laced from the neck to the waist, and let me show plenty of cleavage and sideboob. I decided on red spiked heels, a little higher than five-inch, but in which I can comfortably walk inside. With them, I chose golden tan thigh highs. Other things under the dress? Why?We looked at one another, with approval. Like Tony, I’m on the short side: 5’3”, while he’s 5’8”.. Sometimes, a bit of improvisation in the kitchen beats a mail-order dildo or vibrator, even if the fruit's a bit riper than you thought and it falls apart in the grip of passion." Is it only minge you crave?" Natasha wondered, arching back as Julie eased in her last finger and pushed a wedge of fingers backwards and forwards in her increasingly lubricated orifice."What could be better?" Julie asked, as her tongue lapped on Natasha's clitoris.Conversation stalled as the two lovers became more. She was a friend. However, caught between expo and seminar, he had arrogantly managed an intervening visit. Now, as if chastened from God on high, he could recall the ill-advised and ill-fated weekend in only a fragmented fog. By means of skillfully trained logic, he reasoned that it had been Divine providence that had decreed the demonic sinus invasion at their last reunion. Reduced to an antihistamine haze his vision of her had been clouded during his entire stay. But now, settling back into.