Otherwise it was a business deal and Madi was there making sure that Jess would meet his social teacher while working. She was sure that she could tak... it from there. Hell, I was sure about that, too; and the death grip that Lindsay had on my arm confirmed that she was also sure about it. Once the deal was made, everything looked quite legal. Also the IRS got their money, and I became quite a lot poorer.Our plan worked like a charm - almost. Jess took the bite and he was flying high only after. Instead of rushing in and demanding to know what the bloody hell was going on, I opened the sheet that I was using as a toga, slipped a hand into my own panties, running through the mass of course pubic hair as my fingers made their way towards my aching pussy, slipping a finger between my lips I began frigging my own oozing wet slit, as I watched Paul performing oral sex on his sister, greedily lapping at her with gusto, making her whimper, sobbing with pleasure and desire, the look on her. Chuck asked something about a package. Lori said things were in place. I looked at him inquisitively. He smiled and gently turned me toward the aft end of the boat toward our room. Mother and the girls followed behind.Chuck opened the door to our room. There, laying on the bed, was the transparent black dress I had worn for the wedding. There was no bra, black garter belt, or stockings, no black thong. “You will be naked under it like we talked about months ago, the way you wanted to get. When I say that I need a shave it was an understatement. My entire bodywas covered with stubble. I estimated by the feel of my beard that morethan a week had passed since my body had been denuded of hair. Inoticed that the egg had been taken out of me, but I still wore the tagattached in my ball sac. I looked at the number on the tag 367 DTB,then noticed other writing embossed into the plastic tag it read "MILK& CUT", my mind reeled then as I knew that MY balls were going to betaken from me..