Memories flooded back, and she realized it was Reverend Wilson's long, limp cock that she now followed with her eyes, the white sausage extending from...the hairy nest at his groin and into her mouth."Awwwppp... Gawwkkk!" Felicity croaked in dismay as she tried desperately to pull her head back, but immediately realized that the Reverend had one restraining hand behind her head and one on her shoulder as she lay helplessly on her side at the edge of the big, rumpled bed. The girl's staring eyes. She doesn't look upset, she looks a little turned on. The work on my hair continues as does out talk. Neither of us are sure on what we should do with the sexual energy between us. Soon she finishes the work and takes off that curtain they put on you. I'm caught off guard because my erection is sizable and she notices it. I'm at a loss for words."I think you might need a shave." she said, calmly. I'm confused, that is until she un zips my pants. She directs me to stand up and I obey. After I. I laughed at his crude antics, but it had an effect on me that day. I was at that age when boys, and men were becoming interesting to me, in a sexual way, and sitting here on the edge of my bed seeing my brothers penis in its full glory, excited me, and I wet my panties, not with pee, but with sex juice.My brother was a bit of an exhibitionist, he was in love with his own shadow, using weights and all that gym stuff to develop muscle.I laugh now thinking back, the only muscle girls are. Following the lead of the blindfolded woman, now convinced it must be her sister, watching her allowing a clamp to squeeze shut across a nipple, raising one of her own clamps up across her own bare breast, she feels the cool metal against her areola, the tongs slipping across the already rock hard nipple as the other clamp sways across her stomach from the short silver chain. Sensing the pressure as she hesitantly releases the tension, feeling the metal press into the flattening nub,.