EN REALIDAD SE LE RECORTABA SÓLO EN EL VERANO PARA USAR SU TANGA, ME DIRÍA LUEGO.EL OLOR DE SU SEXO, MEZCLADO CON LA LÓGICA TRANSPIRACIÓN Y GOTAS ...E ORINA DE UN DÍA SIN BIDET ME ENLOQUECIERON. MIS LABIOS SE MEZCLABAN CON ESE VELLO PUBIANO SALVAJE Y MI BOCA LLEGÓ A UN CLÍTORIS JOVEN, COMO HACÍA AÑOS NO COMÍA. ELLA SE AGARRÓ DE LOS BARROTES DE LA CAMA Y COMENZÓ A GEMIR.SENTÍ QUE ALGUIÉN JUGABA EN MIS NALGAS, CUANDO QUISE DARME VUELTA PARA VER UN DULCE CHIRLO ME LO IMPIDIÓ. PUDE PERCIBIR QUE NI MI. My other lover smoothly pulled my skirt over my hips and ass as I was lowered again and hands were slid down my legs to finish removing my garment. Clad now only in my bra, garter and stockings and heels, I felt them move away from me. I let a small moan of desire escape my lips and I could sense them looking at me and I knew they would be smiling. Suddenly, the smell of the woman in the room was over whelming. I realized she was right next to me, somewhere. But there was no connection, so. ’ ‘Too demanding?’ ‘The opposite, actually. I feel like I have to go in search of something to do half the time. I have all this energy and drive to get things done, but… all too often there’s nothing that needs doing.’ ‘Oh, my little Ditzy Dezzy take on all the heavy lifting, does she?’ Megan sneered. ‘Hardly. To be perfectly honest, Master,’ as she couldn’t imagine being anything but honest with him, ‘your slave is not much of a worker. She just tries these hare-brained schemes to improve. Again he closed his eyes and imagined the girl walking into the room. And again, the trophy he had taken from her replaced a piece of his own Body with the image of hers.Over and over the scene repeated itself. Skirt, shoes, bracelet, lipstick, eye shadow, rings, each time a girl entered the room, each time he became a little more woman.Finally, only two items remained in the box. The cheap brass medallion came out and went around his neck. He grimaced a little when he put it around his neck..