“Sure, sweetie, whatever you want.” She followed me into the bathroom and I ran a sink full of hot water. I grabbed a clean washcloth off the shel... and tossed it into the water. She wrung it out thoroughly and then placed the hot steaming cloth on my spent dick. She took her time and lovingly wiped off the sticky excess lubricant. I looked down at her standing in front of me. She seemed totally enthralled to be holding the heavy weight of my thick member in her hands. She rinsed the washcloth. ? The needleswill pierce the inside of your nostrils, up near the bone, and will, if we'relucky, meet in the middle.? I have totell you that this is going to hurt like a bitch.? I'll be surprised if you're able to stayconscious, but you're a strong girl, and I'm sure you'll manage.? But then it gets better.? I'm going to plug this long wire into anelectrical transformer - you know how you're always told not to play withelectricity?? It's very dangerous - usedwrongly it can kill.? Of course, I'm. As far as I knew, it was the only job she ever had and she planned to retire from it when the time came. She was sure she'd never do any other job. She did not listen to the judgments of other moms when they found out what she did. Many moms at school would slander her, but she never cared. She doubted any of the other moms who worked enjoyed their jobs like she did.It did hurt me some, socially at least, as people did not want to hang with the "Stripper's Daughter", but I took it in stride. I. The twin feelings on my belly-button and my breasts are delicious and I roll my head back and forth in sheer delirious pleasure.But he is pacing himself and now he shifts his focus entirely and I feel him move down to lift first one foot then the other in his hands. While he massages the instep of each foot his lips and tongue delicately seek out each toe and consume it in a mind blowing homage to a part of my body I had never thought of as erotic. The sensuality of it seems almost as.