"Here," she said as she handed a sheet of paper to Lisa, "feel free to check out the script. All they know is that it'll be pretty rough."Lisa's eyes ...ent over the script. It was pretty short and contained only pointers as to the position of two girls and which instruments to use on their specific body parts.Lisa looked over to the two naked girls in front of the mirror. They were fixing each other's makeup and looked scarily alike in the face, but had totally different body types. Both. We both started to become closer after my bro started his new life. She used to always ask me about my girlfriend and all. I used to go to my bro’s place thrice a week and one day I found her depressed I endlessly asked her for the reason but she was hesitant. After 2 days I again went back and she was still depressed. This time I didn’t ask her anything i tried making her happy with jokes and praising her for looks. I slipped my tongue by saying “bhabhi, you are such a bombshell and things. At long last she relented, working the cord to and froin a blur of movement that brought Carol screaming to her orgasm; making theyoung blonde come so hard that she almost broke free of the guard's grip asshe squealed and shuddered in the ecstasy of the moment. 'Now I will show you how we like to fuck Americans…' The rumbling,sneering voice of General Lumumba didn't make any sense to Carol as she triedto bring her heaving breaths under some sort of control. There was the reliefof feeling the. Excitement and fear gripped her. He treated her like shit. Like his own personal piece of meat. She knew she shouldn’t meet him there. She also knew she would. Remembering his explosive strength, his sudden fury, she turned to look at the destroyed door. And then she saw it, the dildo lying on the floor, glistening wet with her juices. She moved in quickly, inhaling the strong scent of sex, and picked it up off the floor. Where could she put it? The memory of his request, his demand, hit her..