She was sweet in the humidity of his lungs, kind to the tissues that welcomed her, and gentle to every cell she hushed into a comfortable sleep. Plian... he was as she permeated him more effectively than the presence of oxygen, huntress of the night diffused into delectable George.And in the moment when she awakened him, George knew he would someday come to her, consumed with desire as much as she, and hold the mounds of her backside while he sealed his mouth over her lips and greedily sucked. ”“I’m a designer... You’re forcing me to design my own prison," I said. "You could take that lock off in five minutes any time you want, whereas I won't be able to change mine." I watched her face, waiting to see what happened. A tiny frown clouded her pretty face. "I do want to trust you," I said.“Which is nice but I don’t deserve it yet. I haven’t earned it, have I? Hang on, I have an idea.”She ran to the bathroom and returned with a short piece of dark cotton thread. "I pulled this from a. Basically it was just a pretty little slit, perfect for a small girl like me. Shaving my ass was a bit harder what with how protruding my buttocks were. I lifted my feet on the seat and leaned back, proceeding to remove any stray hairs around the tiny pink hole. Having finished shaving I stood up, put the mirror back to its place and stepped back under the shower. I applied shower milk on my hands and lathered it over my body, on my feet and legs, between my thighs, on my belly and on my boobs.. You are the most responsible of the three of us for sure.”Lucy allowed herself a small smile as she looked at Sandra. “Well, mum?” she demanded.Sandra knew her answer would change life at home, but knew what was right. ”I also agree, Lucy.”There was a tense moment, and then Lucy burst into a broad grin and held her arms wide open, and happily closed them around a happy Sandra and Ella as they rushed over to accept her maternal hug. They all knew there was a fundamental change in their.