I met up with them at her house. Her parents were away so I just walked straight in expecting to find them all sitting in the living room, drinking v...dka and giggling. As per usual on nights like these. They weren't in the living room but the TV was on. I assumed they were all still upstairs trying on dresses or finishing with make up. So I walked up the stairs as quietly as I dared thinking I'd surprise them. As I got about halfway up the stairs, three voices burst out laughing and what. As a human being she hadenjoyed the spectacle of these late-afternoon Summer storms, seen from behinda large, reinforced plate-glass window in her air-conditioned living-room,a cold glass of Chardonnay in her hand and a delicious dinner cooking on thestove. Now, as an animal chained to a kennel, she saw them from a differentperspective. True, she wouldn't be thirsty when it passed, for both her foodand water bowls would be brimming, but the torrential rain would churn thesurface of the patch of. And you might as well get used to it. From now on I'll expect you to have done this before you arrive."I was aghast! "I have to do this every time before I come over?" Three words, 'waa, waa' and the all encompassing 'waa'. Of course you do. And if shaved balls are anything like a shaved pussy, you'll probably want to keep those things hairless. It'll itch like hell growing back."Wonderful prospect!With that, she the hit shower knobs. Water washed over me - at least it was warm - and the green. He then placed a small egg inside her throbbing pussy. The little one was quickly becoming soaked and the idea of others watching her was beginning to turn her on. When he was finished, He pulled her stockings back up and turned her around. He removed her blindfold and asked, "Are you ready to eat my precious lil pet?" They were standing at the far end of a parking lot outside of an Italian restaurant. "Yes, Master," she replied, though unsure if she really was. There didn't seem to be anyone.