This time I will like to add something more to it. Only those guys should ping me who genuinely want to write my stories. Please don’t ping me only ...o chat with me. If anyone is genuinely interested in writing my stories, only then he should ping me.Only after I completely trust that person, I will narrate my story to him. I will not bore you further and now come to my story. The story goes like this. I was in the house of a person I had met just a few hours before fully naked with him licking. .alongside a shiny new vibrating butt plug. I told him I was confused and didn’t know what it meant. He smiled and reminded me of a time where I admitted that almost every time I shaved my pussy I got very turned on and normally masturbated to climax with the shower head water jets on my clit and a finger or two in my pussy.He leads me to the bathroom, kissing my neck and telling me he knew I had a long and hard week. That I was just to lie back and enjoy as he shaved my sweet little pussy. . H-hi Hannah," Nicolas stuttered, forcing a relaxed smile onto his face. He probably wasn't very convincing.Gravity on his cock shifted back to what meant his cock was pointing up back in Gracy's private lab. Her sultry heat broke over the tip of Nicolas' once-more rigid cock, sliding down his shaft until her netherlips pressed against his skin."Are you sure? You look like you're in pain," Hannah said, reaching for his shoulder.It felt like Gracy was riding him now. Vigorously. After two orgasms. At least not once he got back to normal. He grinned to himself as he returned to the gym, thinking how funny it was the way everyone accepted him as what he appeared like, just because of that mask. When it was nearly midnight, Scott quietly snuck out of the party, not sure if his disguise would do a Cinderella on him and vanish then, or at some other time. However, he didn't want to take any chances of being seen. That would have been a humiliation he'd never live down. But when midnight.