Just the text. I don't know how to incorporate images and such into the mix let alone have a program for someone speaking the words. You love feminini...yYou adore femininityWhen you see femininity it turns you onYou want to be feminineYou have strong desires to be feminineYou are feminineSay I want to be feminineYOU ARE A SUBMISSIVE SISSY SLUTYou love lingerieYou adore lingerieWhen you see lingerie it turns you onYou want to wear lingerieYou have strong desires to wear lingerieYou will wear. I watched her add an additional finger to the one gliding along her swollen lips, then suddenly, she plunged two fingers into her dripping pussy, and moaned dreamily. "Oooooooh," she purred softly in a heightened state of excitement, and she began to stroke her slick fingers in and out. I witnessed her swollen pussy lips grasping at her fingers as she withdrew them, and I could feel my cock throbbing from the erotic sight I was witnessing. I could sense the sexy aroma of her erotic juices, and. Dekhte hi dekhte wo din bhi aa gaya mai bat karta karta us se kaafi close ho gaya aur us se poocha ke tumhaare pati to out of rehte hai aur tum apni sex ki pyaas kaise bhujaati ho…wo pehle to sharmaa gai lakin mere force karne se wo bolne lagi ke pehle koi bf tha us ka ab koi nahi hai sirf kabhi kabhi mastarbetion karleti hai…maine us se turant hi pooch diya ke bf banane ka irada hai kya…waise mai banne ke liye tayaar hoon aap ka bf…tabhi us ne kaha ke mai to ye sunne ke liye kaafi time se. I didn’t know what. So she continued.“And then last night I saw you and Emily having sex.”My mind went blank with terror. I just froze. This was worse than being busted.“You’re having sex with Nicole. You’re having sex with Emily. And still you’re sneaking peeks at your naked mother. I’m wondering if you don’t want something more.”She paused again, but my brain was locked. She wasn’t mad. She should be yelling or crying. I couldn’t figure out where this was going.“I’m wondering if you don’t.