..They were traveling along the inner wall of the massive cylinder, its sides curving up and over them. Buildings, trees, parks, lakes ... all spread ...ut before, and above, them. Sirenia was fascinated, ignoring their immediate surroundings and only looking up. It was just so ... impossible! The inner surface was divided into three long segments stretching the length of the station, alternating with three bright thin equally long artificial suns which lighted the land opposite them. There were. ”“Mom, please! Stop talking like that. Stop pumping your hips, mom,” I whimpered, “I don’t want to cut you.”“I’ll try, Tommy,” she whispered, “but it feels so good. Your father used to shave me. He always kissed my pussy after he finished.” She pouted a little. “But as we got older, he lost interest.”“TMI, mom, TMI!”“If you want to kiss it, I wouldn’t mind!”I held one lip delicately between my thumb and forefinger as I trimmed her pussy hair. Mom was so wet. my fingers kept slipping. I. Manaivi idam naan iravu thaan veetirku varuven endru soli avasaramaaga kilambinaan. Ennai nee nala sapituvitu poo pa endru solinaar.Naan manathil ada pavi enada ipadi un pontatiyai namburiye endru ninaithukonden. Pinbu kanavan avasarmaaga pant shirt aninthukondu kilambinaan, akka en poolai oombi viduvathu polave paarthaal, enaku lesaga sunni viraika aarambithathu. Pinbu kanavan kilambiyathum akka kathavai thapal potu vital, iruvarum sapitu mudithom.Naan kai kazhuva kitchen sendren, akkavum en. ”Are you glad you’re here, sissy?” ”Sir, yes Sir.” ”Are you nervous?” ”Sir, yes Sir.” ”But you’re ready to be my maid.” ”Sir, yes Sir.” ”Say it,” he said, now warmed up. “All of it.” The sissy, while reeling from the humiliation, aware of the chill of the air conditioning against his skin, was nevertheless falling into the rhythm of the questioning. He spoke up a bit, his voice echoing in the foyer. ”Sir, I’m ready to be your maid, sir” ”Say it again.” ”Sir, I’m ready to be your maid, sir” ”Ask.