I need to wash off my snatch.”“That water is very cold.”“I don’t care; I can’t take any more pussy hair pulling.”I turned around to see ...egan stripping. “To be perfectly honest with you Jake, my pussy needs a good scrubbing as well.”“Just remember, I told you it would be cold.”Both girls walked into the water just over waist deep. They both screamed and squealed about how cold it was but continued to rub their hands over their bodies removing the dried semen. As they came walking out their. "What will you do for me if I let you go?" I whispered in his ear, pinning his hands back."An.. anything!" He stuttered. "Come on! I'm going to explode!" He shifted from foot to foot, and I could see the need was eating at him.I slowly wound my fingers around his cock, and slowly moved it into position. I nipped his ear lightly and whispered. "You'll do anything for me?" "Mmmhmm" was all he could mutter in response. His face contorted in pain."You'll be my slave for the day? Doing what I. Do you know - and this is a Society secret which is more or lesswell known - babyfied males fall into two sets, one of them a lot morebabyish and frilly than the other: those who have been exposed to thecontempt of their mother-in-laws are invariably more delicate andsensitive than those who haven't. I think it should be written into theSociety's constitution. What's your mother's name?" Carmine."The doctor fingered 'Mother-in-Law: Carmine Costigan' into her profiledocument."The trouble is,". .. I'll be back in a few minutes." Sharon went out, closing the door behind her.Brenda threw back the covers and arranged the towel perpendicular to her body under her bottom. She pulled the covers back over her and raised her legs so her knees made a tent. She took the bottle of oil, carefully opened it and poured some on the fingers of her left hand, transporting the oil between her legs that way.She worked her fingers into the soft, neat folds of her sex. She had freshly shaved the area the.