‘Visitors are so rare out here. Especially winged ones.’ Hinea turned, still holding on to Lei’s hand, and started walking into the village. Lei...followed not to be dragged. ‘I have cake too,’ said Hinea, her face hidden from Lei by her backplate, ‘and cookies, and sweets, my hut isn’t far.’ ‘Hinea,’ called a stern manly voice, and the beetle-woman stopped in her tracks. ‘Yes, Baltin?’ said Hinea, and turned. Lei withheld a nervous whimper, and closely watched Hinea’s face. The woman’s. She tells me a story she’s read on a sex story website. The story involves a boyfriend inserting a buttplug in his girlfriend’s ass and taking her to the bar. She tells me she’s been trying toys before we met but never tried a buttplug until today. My imagination goes wild, my dick immediately springs hard and starts to hurt in my pants. I see Angie reach behind her ass and take something out. As the waitress comes checking on our table, Angie pulls her hand reaching the buttplug to me. I look. .”Amused by June’s matter-of-fact approach to the problems of hospitality while keeping slaves, Allison smiled as she agreed. “I’d love one but don’t disturb your guests on account of me. I’m sure they earned their unfortunate situation. Some tea would be good if that’s possible.”June stepped across the two slaves, narrowly missing treading on them with her spike heeled shoes, and headed off to the kitchen.“How are you and Lionel getting on?” June Calloway called back to Allison as she. I told her, ‘I need a fix can you fit me in?’ Anne laughed, ‘Joyce-Lynne I will always find room for you and do you want one or more than one?’ ‘Several bastards forget about the search.’ I explained. ‘ I need some serious orgasms Anne so please find some Guys that won’t chicken out.’ She laughed, ‘Ok you just want an orgasm then.’ ‘Well I was thinking of more than one.’ I could tell that Anne was laughing at my comment. She said, ‘OK I will ring you back. When is your next period due.’ ‘This.