..if we had a test tube or something similar it would be easier to see the surrounding tissue. Ok so he comes back with a double tall shot glass. I gu...ss this could work. Let's try it and see. So I work the shot glass into my pussy with the open end sticking out of me. I slide the camera end of the cord into the shot glass and I move it around to see what I can see. Then Larry thought putting the little mirror attachment on by the camera would help. It did. I was turning the cord to make the. One day I was over at Dave’s house and we were in the basement. His basement was rather large; there were a couple of rooms as well as a workshop and storage rooms. One of the rooms was nicknamed The Boys' Room as Dave’s bothers used to have their bedroom down there, but they had all grown up and moved out at the time of this story. We were hanging out in the boys' room bored with nothing really to do, so we decided to try and make something out of some scrap wood in the workshop. Dave's father. Hannah was incoherent. What Lexie was doing to her was beyond her wildest dreams. Everywhere on her body felt like it was electricity, and whenever Lexie touched her, that electricity burned with a ferocious pleasure. Lexie skilfully began working Hannah’s clit. She sucked with her lips, swirling her tongue on the most sensitive part of Hannah’s body. Her hands cupped Hannah’s bottom as she pulled her face in closer, slowly entering her tongue into Hannah’s wet pussy. The more Hannah moaned,. I lean in close over the desk, “Want to be one?” I whisper.“Not today,” she replies but her blushed cheeks say otherwise. I’ve been hunting Bonnie for three years now. I see her every two or three months whenever my lust for pain is too much for my body.“You’ll enjoy it,” I reply, the offer hanging in the air like the promise of a kiss after a good date. I turn away and sit in the waiting room. I make sure the chair is visible from the registration desk. I keep my back to Bonnie but I know she.