And even the balls. Siobhan put her hand underneath them and felt how smooth and hairless they were. She also noticed with some satisfaction that Eamo...n's penis was beginning to awaken and become more erect."Jesus, Siobhan! What are you doing? What would Sheila think if she saw you?"Siobhan smiled. That would be interesting. "How do you get the hair off your scrotum? You don't shave that, do you?" Not shave exactly. Sheila plucked them out with tweezers. But Siobhan... Take your hands. My heart was now racing but i knew what i had to do. Walking towards the restroom i noticed the disabled toilet at the end of the side corridor as i got closer.For some strange reason i knocked on the door, but i heard nothing back. so i turned the handle...and as i opened the door there she was...Julia was standing facing me with her hands placed on her hips, cropping her black dress a couple of inches up in the process. "so what are we going to do about this situation then?" she asked. "what. It was a good looking young woman. "I`m terribly sorry," she said. "You look very wet. Can I give you a lift and take you to where you can dry out?" "You could, but I'm so wet I'd spoil your car's upholstery." "You won't. The upholstery is leather which won't be damaged so get in. Where can I take you?" "I live in the village ahead," I told her and sat in her car. "I should have seen that water," she said. "It was entirely my fault. Im Hazel, by the way." When we arrived at my bungalow I asked. He paid them, although I think maybe they had so much pleasure hurting me they would have done it for free. But they liked the money too, I'm sure. The recording was for him, he wanted to see them doing these terrible things to me!"I was there for three days, and they did this every day. Late at night, when they were tired and too drunk to fuck me any more, they would tie me on this old bed, legs and arms spread out so I couldn't even move. And still with a ball in my mouth so I couldn't.