Thesepeople agreed to do this for us with no charge or inconvenience. It iswhat I want and it is what is best for you. So, which is it?"Pussy didn't l...ke the idea of having no choice, but she could not bearthe thought of being without her Mistress. Reluctantly, she signed it."Good." Mistress took the document back to her purse. She returned andspoke briefly with the group: one was the surgeon, one, a nurse, andone a photographer to memorialize the event. "On your knees pussy."Pussy knelt in. The room heated up at least 10 degrees for him. Brian was lost in the inferno of lust and passion, from which there was no release until it was quenched. He worked his way down her flat stomach, beginning to smell her other scent, so much better than the perfume. It drove him mad. Brian ripped off Geneveve’s panties, lace ones he noticed, so sexy. He buried his face between her thighs, trying to assuage his dying thirst and appetite. Moans escaped her lips, her hips frantically moving. Brian. She then gently whipped my shoulder and then the floor and told me to get on the bed. Julia then followed me to the bed.“Do you like my pants?”As she said that she slowly spun around, it was hard to look anywhere but her massive boobs hanging there, with the tassels swaying as her boobs moved with her body. But as she turned, I saw that the back of her sexy pants had a hole around her arse. I almost wet my pants. I wanted her so badly.“Yes, Julia,” I squealed, as she whipped my back this time.. As we pulled away her nipples were erect and she was a little flushed. As I pulled my robe together again I brushed against her breast and could feel her now hard nipples. “And you can talk about my nipples.” She defensively crossed her arms across her chest and gave me a coy look. “Come on sit down and I’ll make you a cup of tea.” As I walked over to the island in the kitchen I could feel her eyes all over me, as I turned around to ask her what tea she wanted – she was right behind me crying..