With Polish dancing, you have a Maypole, but rather than dancing around and around, you dance up and down the pole. And really it's a bit like the twe...king that Candy and I used to do in her bedroom except that the Captains and Queen sit at the bottom of the pole and as you writhe and squirm uppity-downy they hold onto your breasticules and tushy and thrust rolled up notes into every orifice or cleavage they can reach. And the objective of Polish dancing is to thrust your dripping cunny down. “Shut up and take your punishment” I told her. I let Max start to lick her. Max took a few licks on the outside for a start but he knew where the most mixture was to be found. He pressed his nose between her labia and at the same time in an upward motion stuck his tongue right up inside Marion’s cunt. Every time his tongue came out of her some of the mixture seeped out and ran down between her butt cheeks Max would spend a few seconds lapping her rosebud before going back and licking the inside. "I briefly wondered if all surgeons spoke in such a precise way.Mum chipped in here. "Under normal circumstances, reading someone'sdiary is a total No, no, but these are not normal circumstances.Nichola keeps very detailed entries in her diary including photos ofher work colleagues and comments on how they interact. Looking at thephoto's the people in them had no idea they were being photographed."Dad continued, "So what my friend proposes is to hypnotise you andimplant the everyday knowledge. In a few minutes she comes out. She has medium sizedwhite breasts with small pink nipples. We go into thesmaller bedroom. The cross is on the floor. She lies onthe bed, face up, trembling. The bed creaks. Art goesinto the kitchen and puts on the gloves I have placedbeside the planter. He strips off two leaves andreturns to the bedroom. He caresses her left breast.For a moment she is calm. Then she cries out as thetiny nettle hairs drive acid beneath her skin. Hesmoothes her right breast with.