He marveled at how automatic these simple feminine gestures had become to him. Only a short year ago had you even suggested to justine that he would b... sitting in a woman's bathroom, dressed not in jeans as might be expected of a young man but, as a frilly, fetishtic, French maid frothing in lace, and wobbling on sky high heels, having just cleaned his mistress' bathroom, he would have taken a swing at your chin and laughed at your injured jaw. That of course was before he had been set up by. When he came again I heard him walk into the kitchen and sniff some cocaine off the glass as they both did this often. When he came back in the living room he put his big wet dick on my lips he tried to push it in my mouth but I wouldn't open. This went on for a while but he never said much to me afterwards so I never said much to him. The first time he approached me I was in the shower and heSaid he had to pee real bad and to close the shower curtain so I let him in and he came.in locked the. She felt the warm silkiness of her own juices trickling through her tight fuck-channel. Her pussy seemed to be alive with a mind of its own, behaving as if it wanted a stiff cock in it, even her dad's! The thought horrified the poor girl, and she began to weep softly as her father continued to arouse her whole crotch.Jim chuckled lewdly, loving the way his little girl got so horny against her will, in spite of her foolish ideas about sex with him. He raised himself and lodged the end of his. I take his arms and cuff them together over his head. I then take the dog leash I used on Mr Chesterton, looping it through the cuffs and around the beam at the top of the bed, hauling as tight as I dare before tying it off. Plucking the leash gives a brief, low hum.I return to the bathroom, grabbing the shaving foam and razor again. Even asleep, Jimmy’s penis twitches as I apply the foam to his crotch, around the base of his shaft and over his scrotum. I carefully take the razor, gently.