"She opened the carton and I looked inside. There were a number of items, each one carefully swaddled in soft paper. I picked one up and began unwrapp...ng it. It was a smallish oval stone with scratches on one side; otherwise it was smooth. I immediately knew what it was. "This is a stone of the Wanaruah. I should not be touching it. You should not look at it. There may be other Wanaruah tjuringa stones in this box or in the others. I'm not sure what we should do. It is centuries since this was. Ismy locks up my hands and wrists, I move to put in mypacifier, and Mistress Ismy says, "oh I think my tongue may work just aswell as that pacifier for now." She climbs on top of me, I love feelingher body weight on top of me. "Crush me," I whisper. We make out, fora while. My dominant is completely in charge of the scene, as shepassionately 'french kisses' with me. I'll kiss, until she decides tostop. She rolls off of me, sticks in my pacifier. She delicatelyplaces on my blindfold, and. ”Mark noticed that Devonte was getting a bit choked up. “Yeah. I would love to do this again. Hell, I would go again right now if my ass wasn’t so damn sore.”A smirk flashed across Devonte’s face, “I hope that I wasn’t too aggressive with you.”“No, you were fine. It’s just a lot of girth to take.” Mark replied. “Let’s get cleaned up.”Mark grabbed his bottle of lube and led Devonte back to the locker room. He grabbed a clean towel and dropped the bottle off at his locker. The two headed back. "Time for some sun," he said, sitting down on one of the long chairs surrounding Donna's pool. Peggy took the adjacent chair, lying down on her stomach in order to tan her next-to-naked ass. She slowly began to relax as the warmth dried off the pool water and seeped into her body."Is this a private party, or is anyone invited?"The voice of a third person jolted both Peggy and Ken."Aunt Donna!" Ken cried, alarmed that his aunt, his step-mother's sister, had caught him in flagrante delicto, at.