I know, don’t ask me, I don’t understand it either, but there you are. For some reason, I just can’t face the idea of doing those things.“Yes�...� she replied. “He said he’s okay with you just working around it, kissing him on the cheek or whatever. There are friends of mine with slaves who would willingly french him all day long, but he specifically wants you”“Do you have any idea why?” I asked.“No. He wouldn’t say. He was a little put a back when I asked and he went really quiet. I suspect you. Charles was scared, intimidated and worried."Listen I didn't know they were going to try something like that. They saw you and I said I wanted to leave but they forced me to stay. Trust me. I am as mad with them as you are!!" Charles stuttered.Ivy continued glaring at him."Oh come on. What did you expect me to do? I told them that we should go. I was surprised one of them was going to try something like that in a diner. I was caught off guard. I have nothing to do with it. You can't be mad at. Standing at the end of her bed she let her body begin to air dry as she flicked open the request.It was from DaveyCrockett09, one of her regulars, and easily one of the most fun to talk to. She had always enjoyed a bit of roleplay here and there, sometimes with a little pic sharing to add that extra spice. Looking back on it she wasn't really sure how she had found the site, a vague memory of someone sending her a link to some site called arousr.com. She had gone back and forth on it a fair bit. And then I gave Lori one.”“Rori?”Mitsuko suddenly gasped, her head snapping up, her body pushing back. Yoshiko groaned as she felt the hymen stretch against her dick. “You have a cock, Sayuri.”Yoshiko leaned out to look past Mitsuko’s head as Sayuri looked down at her own crotch. Sure enough, her clit had turned into a dick, thrusting up from her thick, black bush. The tip bobbed, looking like a mushroom, beading precum.“It’s wonderful,” Mitsuko said and licked it.“Mitsuko-hime,” panted Sayuri,.