She'd had vodka before, although only sips here and there, but at this point she couldn't think of any reason to stay sober. It certainly wasn't the ...orst vice of the night.As she tipped the burning liquor into her mouth and swallowed, her father was muttering something to Vladimir, who grinned and nodded. "Go on Anna, sit this one out," he said with the smile still on his face."A few more shots like that and the bitch may come crawling back for more," laughed Sergei Ivanovich as he pulled. ..................must be the drink, but who cares!!!!We leave the bar and pop to Anne Summers on the high street - we purchase a vibrating love egg and 8 inch silver tipped vibrator.Carrying our purchases and both extremely excited by what we are about to do we pop into Marks and Spencer's next door......my cock is hard at the thought of what we thinking of doing. We go into the changing rooms with some clothes we picked up from the shelves and whilst the attendants back is turned sneak into. I uhhh look at your face and well Ms. Templeton its soooo pretty. There are all kinds of pretty features on you I like. I mean it too mam. I look at your uhhh your upper,” and he paused a moment and then said “your body.” Then he stopped speaking altogether. He looked her over as she stood vulnerable to his eyes. She didn’t know what or how to feel. Then he went on to tell her “Well you know I uhhh see your uhhh bosoms, your breasts mam. I look at them and the rest of your body too. I see your. I had to get ready. Following my usual morning routine, I finished breakfast, cleaned up the dishes and headed upstairs for a shower. I decided to trim my beard a little, make it a little neater for my girls. I chuckled to myself at the thought that they were “my girls.” Having finished the beard trim I glanced down at my cock, which was still semi-erect from the erotic dreams of last night. I thought to myself “What the hell,” and decided to shave my balls. It was risky business but I.