She wants them filled, stretched to the limit. She wants them drowned in boiling liquids, seep with juices, leak with come. Come, the magic word... cu...mmmmmm.She is always almost there... her weak hand claws to reach. To reach he edge, eternal edge, oh god get me there... there. Her nails scratch, cruel irons bite her flesh. There are the throbbing nipples, screaming clit and sobbing cunt lips. Painnnnn, sweet pain of flogging, piercing, burning. Push me over the edge, pleeeease now.... I'd had enough drinks to get "loose" and when the guys felt me up I didn't fight off their hands. I didn't care because I knew that none of them were going to get lucky. Not with all of the girls I worked with right there and watching.[Hypocrite! Cock tease!]After almost two hours at the lounge Alice said that it was time to give me my surpriseI looked around the club and saw that almost all the patrons were women although a few of them appeared to have men with them. I was frankly amazed at. It needs fuel ... and air ... and a spark or some sort of flame. Ok ... what do we need? A place that is missing one of those things ... but what? Well we both need air but ... Ooooo! Ooooo! Another fire! One in front of us! If the wind holds, we can cause a burn that will move away from us and consume all the fuel ... then the fire in back of us will not have anything to burn. If we then move into the burned out area we just might survive this mess."Mave motioned for Shaylee to come to. Furthermore, there seemed to be an ass crack below it where there should have been more of a bulge. Fearing something awful might have happened, Roger struggled to remove the bathing suit. It took some doing, but once free of the thing, he stared at himself in a state of shock. Where his penis had once been was a thatch of thick, brown, curly hair that seemed unusually fluffy and concentrated. "Like a girl," he thought, running his fingers over it lightly in amazement. Digging down below.