I turned around to see both girls, naked, with the gleam of my cum all over them. They each had an arm around each other. Their faces were flush, but ...lowing with satisfaction."Yes baby?"Are you sure mom won't be home soon?" I will call her."I picked up my cell phone and dialed my wife."Hello?" my wife said on the other end."Hey honey, how's your day?" Good, whats up?" The girls were just wondering if you were still going to be gone until after dinner. I think they are finally stirring around. The artist sprayed the labial lips, on both sides, with local anaesthetic, but this only deadened the surface pain. Then the first stud was shot from the gun, and pierced my wife's right labia. She let out an anguished squeal of pain."Oh! Oh!" she gasped. That hurt. Oh, God! That really, really hurt. Oh! No! Wait! Stop! Not again! Please!"The artist, however, was pitiless. He showed his victim no mercy. He was a professional, and he had his living to earn. (I also suspect that he was rather. Is kahani ko main ab apni jubani sunata hun. Naam nahi lunga kisi ka.Mere ghar main hum 5 log hi hain main, mummy, papa, bade bhaiya aur bhabhi papa retiered hain dukaan pe baiththe hain mummy ghar main rehti hai bhaiya aur bhabhi dono govt sector mai hain alag alag deptt. Mein aur main field ki job karta hun delhi mein. Yahan bohot garmi pad rahi thi main ek cigrette ki dukan pe ruk kar pepsi aur puff mar raha tha tabhi ussi dukan par ek aadmi two wheeler le kar aaya uske saath ek aurat bhi. I was right. This girl was Feet Up, from the desk in Corporate. Rachel Loesser. She was in the ‘human resources’ department, according to the bits of her PDA I could access. What the fuck was a human resources flunkie from ... my head pulsed and a faint memory hazed across my vision. It felt as if I could half see the corridor I was in and half see a different one. The two superimposed across my eyes and my head ached harder, migraine fierce.I fell back onto my butt, groaning as I realized the.