What I saw was Rascal sipping her coffee with her bare pussy staring at me. Rascal had positioned herself with her feet on the bench she was sitting ...n and her shirt covering her slightly separating knees. This position gave me a full view of her lovely pussy and brought me back to the reason we were in Jamaica. By the look on Rascal’s face, I could tell that it had taken me some time to realize her private show. Now that she had my attention, she placed her coffee mug down and spread her. She could take him she thought… after he finishes with her. It wasn’t that Mille was a cold blooded monster, but rather a extremely hot blooded women in heat about certain things. Things like this don’t happen often. She was going to enjoy the show and save the day. What more could a girl want to do? The demon whirled the girl around, she squealed as it did. Her naked form pressed firmly against the wall with the raging horny as fuck demon behind her. The demon with one hand picked up a piece. He warned me that there was still a lot of swelling and stitches. I gazed into the mirror dumbfounded. Tears came to my eyes as I looked upon my new pussy. It was perfect. I knew that it was all bruised and puffy, but I could tell that I had made the right choice. Over the next week stitches were removed as well as the catheter. Even though I have been sitting down to pee for some time it felt so weird to feel it coming out of my new opening. I was instructed on how to use some dilators in. But she got angry and pinched both my nipples. I was in pain again. Tears rolled down my eyes, and I was about to cry in pain, “AHHHHH!” Immediately she put her cock in my mouth, preventing me from shouting. I released her pre-cum in my mouth.The taste of pre-cum was awesome. I swallowed it gracefully. She then made me lie on the bed on my stomach and cut loose the rope she tied to my hands and legs. And she was all over me and started to kiss me. I was enjoying her kisses, and she was kissing.