Then after some time she told me that “kashif ub mujhe choodo main tumhara lun apni phoodi main chhahti hoon aao mere is khoosi main lun dall kar ma...aa lo or dhakkay laganay aatay hain jis se aurat ko mazaa aata hai uski khoosi main lun dalnay ke baad agar nahin aate to bataa do main sikha detein hoon tum yeh karo kay mere ooper chud jaao or mere is khoosi ki moori main apna lun dalo aur phir aagay peechay ho tub mujhe dhakkay lagain gain or tumhain bhi mazaa aaye gaa or dhakkay lagane ke. Shit! Suddenly my back passage spasm'd yet again as I convulseduncontrollably in my knickers! I physically jerked, clenching my teeth,yet somehow outwardly maintaining a slight smile to avoid any attention.I squeezed my left thigh with one hand and clasped the edge of my chairto try to steady myself. It was like I was being subjected to an overdoseof sensation with no end in sight. Fuck, it was amazing!She was right though, this is what I had dreamed of, but just couldn'tbelieve that this was. I could hear footsteps. The door opened and I couldn’t believe how beautiful she looked. I think I stared for a full minute before squeaking out my prepared and memorized greeting.“Ready to go?” I said. She could see I was distressed. She giggled, but only slightly.“Sure thing, sailor,” she said.She stepped back inside momentarily leaving me at the door waiting for the best part of fifteen seconds. She’d grabbed her purse and sweater and we were on our way.“You are absolutely gorgeous today,” I. She was dressed in in a long black skirt with elegant ballroom shoe's her hair was straightened and rested just above her shoulders, her green piercing eyes held surprise and the will to cause Lisa pain.She stepped up to the stage and Jennifer presented 13481 with a small medical box with two steralised piercing needles with two small bars, and a cat of nine tails whip and one 10 foot long bull whip."Payment has been debited with thanks, you are free to abuse her."The Rest of the guests had.