Please slap me more and choke my neck again. I liked the feeling of blackout. Touch my pussy. It’s wet. I want you to choke me hard. I love the feel...ng of going blackout and coming back to my senses. I beg you, sir, please do it again. Look how wet I am.”She was right. Her pussy was wet and looked like she was dripping. The complete area was wet.I said, “You are so fucking, good girl. You need more slaps, hah? Should I turn your cheeks red? Open your mouth bitch, let me spit inside your mouth. I shaved my legs, then got more shave gel. I only rubbed my hands together a little, so the substance in my hands was part lather, part gel. I put my foot up on the edge of the tub and slowly rubbed my hand across the outside of my pussy lips. Again, I felt the sting and loved it. I did it again, this time pushing my fingers easily into the wet folds and brushing my clit. it felt electric! The mentol stung as I started to rub my clit. Soft circles at first, then harder. Much harder. I could. I would love to smell your heels. Can you take them off?”Vanessa did as she was instructed and slipped her feet out for her heels. She wriggled her pink painted toes as they found freedom out of her pointed stilettos. She then handed her heels to Larry. He took them up to his face and started smelling them.“Do they smell good?”“Yes, oh yes.”He could smell a combination of her sweat and foot lotion embedded in the inside of her shoe. He started licking the area where the leather had worn in her. Have faith!"She looked at her sister. Sally was only two days into this. She hadn't felt the Holiness of having Alan insider her. Why was she the evangelical one?Well, if she was, maybe she should do the talking. Looking ahead, Brenda saw a gaggle of girls coming out of a store. Cheerleaders, she thought. Not in uniform, naturally, but she recognized some of them. She'd have no influence on these girls."Go for it," she told Sally. Sally grinned as the two groups passed."Morning! Have you heard.