”“Mmmm…I can’t wait” the other model squealed, “I love getting all slippery with another girl.”Mike called the girls back to position an... handed Lucy a bottle of baby oil. The model aimed the bottle at her chest bone and squeezed hard. The clear viscous liquid started to slowly run down over her giant melons, and Lucy smoothed it into her skin with her fingertips.“Oooooh, that feels soooooo good” she panted.Lucy handed the baby oil to Sophie, who copied the other girl, and coated her own. She remembered her recent holiday when she had eventually lost her cherry and wished she had the freedom to participate more often in the real pleasures. Her toys were a poor substitute for the real thingWho knows what Santa could bring in her stocking.Selection 5It had been a hard few months trying to get her new business up and running and as a result her social live had been on the back boiler, and this Christmas she would be spending her time decorating and not with the family. As she knew. No,” she held up her hand, “let me speak. I say you are kind because I see the way you speak with me, with Mistress Heathcoate. I have also seen you with your parents and with some of your student friends.”She chuckled at his expression. “Oh, you did not notice me on the street? I am outside for several hours each day, Roger, and it would surprise you to know how many people barely notice my presence.” She held her hand up before her face. “Even if I’m black.” She smiled and hugged him again.. "Ivan's eruption spilled inside me, and then he realized he might have gotten me pregnant. That terrified him most of all."After that, Ivan always used condoms, and when I bled, a week later, he celebrated by turning me over and hurting m ... back there..." She was silent for a little while, reliving that awful time in her life." ... At least he used lubricant before ripping me apart. I passed out from the pain. I don't know why he had to hurt me to feel good. I was so in love, I would have.