“Who are you?” The woman offered Sharon a bowl of water which she was holding in her other hands. Sharon took it from her and gulped it down greed...ly, and as she did so glimpsed the hands which had proffered the bowl to her. They were slim white hands with the third finger on the left hand cut off at just about the lower joint. She looked up and evaluated this strange angel of mercy. It then became clear. The naked body, the chains running from the pierced nipples and the shaven vagina. The. I smooched her and kept the lip locked now again I tried and after few attempt my penis head entered inside. I kept in that position for some time so that she can get adjusted.I slowly pushed my cock inside and she was moaning like hell out of pleasure to keep the noise level down again I smooched her. I could still sense her moan from her vocal chords, but sound was not that sharp. I fully inserted my cock! My balls touched the lower of her pussy! I kept my penis resting there for half a. The ‘Hyphenated Term’ that brought us over here today?”“I see, Charles. What are you two working on, the Paso Doble?” she asked.“Nope ... we’re going back over the Viennese Waltz first. Mrs. McArthur, could I please look over your music selection to find something for us to practice to?”“Certainly, Charles ... above the stereo are some cabinets with CDs in them. Please, call me Sarah?” she divulged, with a perfectly matching dimpled smile to her daughters’.“Thank you, Sarah.”She is such a doll,. "Where are we going?" she asked, fumbling with all of the gear."Your sergeant will explain it in a moment," he said impatiently, his tone telling her that there was no time for questions. "Get outfitted and loaded up." What about armor?" she asked."No time for it," he told her, turning and grabbing another set of equipment for the man behind her.She carried her equipment over to where a tough looking sergeant was standing with about twenty other people. There was a mix of men and women, a few.