.. so very wet…Your shaven mound is shining with moisture and I love it…You feel my fingers skim up the inside of your thighs. They gather the wet...ess that has coated them. I feel you are so wet…I touch your engorged clitoris and smile as you have a slight whimper. Then with no warning, there is a sharp slap against your soft pussy entrance. You cry out as your thighs try to close. Roughly pushing back apart, I place them back where I want it.After several more stinging slaps against your. "After dinner and the women said the two sissies would provide theevening's entertainment in the study.Joanie held up his skirt so that Goddess Claire could unlock his chastitydevice, finally after twenty weeks he had been promised that he could cumtonight. Mistress Rebecca was removing an identical device from Carlottabeside him, no doubt he had been told the same thing, a thought whichworried Joanie.A brief fondling of his package by Goddess Claire had Joanie halfway hardin an instant, but. " I'm sorry you had to go through that. One of the perils of air travel today, I'm afraid." Have you ever been taken off and searched?" No. Never." Did they strip-search any of the other Stallion Girls?" No, the others weren't as obviously different as you. Their stuff was smaller and they could hide things more easily. You were a giant leap forward for McKay. He started off trying to make them so they could pass for Futa. When he gave that up he said it was much easier to get everything else. Later the black guy left the pub with his friends.I asked to her: “Was he worth a fuck?'' and she answered yes.That night we walked again to the local pub, not so far away; I told Anita to go in first and text me if that black guy was there, as I would wait outside. After two minutes she texted me stating that her admirer was at the bar and had already made an approach to her, so I went back home to get everything ready. Throughout the rest of the night Ana kept texting me with updates on how.