Echoing through the wall space I heard the lid of her toilet seat come to rest against the porcelain. Then silence for thirty seconds or so. My breath...ng was a little laboured and I could hear the blood rushing between the glass and my ear as I strained to hear any sounds from her bathroom. The tinkle of two tiny bursts of pee hitting the bowl made me smile. She must have needed to go mid session -- I guessed she hadn't finished after all.I rearranged my position slightly to relieve the cramp. Remember Ashley is my gorgeous blonde room mate after all. Number 12, is Mercedes and my name is Bianca but my friends call me B. We were handed a piece of paper that was folded and when I opened it I thought I was seeing things. The paper said: Ladies you and your partner need to take a shower together, wash each other, talk to one another and get to know each other intimately. The shower was to be 15 minutes and afterwards we were supposed to put on our bra & panty set and red high heels.. I started to think about what it would feel like if my dog licking my pussy, but I pushed the idea to one side, thinking it was disgusting! I laid back, my dog still cuddling up to me, while I carried on playing with myself. I closed my eyes and started to softly moan, and before I knew it, my dog had moved down to my pussy, sniffing, and then licking my pussy! I liked it! How embarrassing! He allowed him to lick my soaking pussy! I was moaning more than when I was fingering myself. Whenever a. Not with the direction she was moving. Kim turned off the television and buried her face in her hands. The Grand Duchess Anyia that the public knew was not the one the Spokeswoman knew. Anyia smiled much less in private. The way she carried herself was very different. Her voice was different. The way she talked to people was different. The kind expressions and tender kisses for cheering school children were absent in the Royal Residence. The Anyia that Kim had to deal with was not the pleasant.