Ramla yelped from under Seena’s groin. I pumped it hard, which made Seena feel like she was riding an amusement park ride. Ramla muffled moans were ...n perfect sync with my thrusts. Soon I Ramla came on my rod. I pulled out.S: What about me?M: Well, I think I’ll teach you ladies some new moves.I pulled up the ladies, laid down on the floor, and told Seena to sit on my vertical rod facing me. She quickly started bouncing on it. I then invited Ramla to sit on my face. She was unsure at first, but. It was a halter style dress that tied behind my neck and was very low cut, showing off my lovely new 34D tits. The hem of the dress was probably a good 6" above my knees...meaning that it came down barely enough to cover my ass and pussy. Underneath I wore a tiny black, sheer g-string that did little to cover my shaved crotch and the string in the back was so small I looked naked.We arrived at the club around 10, there were a few couples there but it was not full. We got a table near the dance. He bent down again and put the cork back into the tube, he then took a cigarette and a lighter out of his pocket, and he lit the cigarette and then very carefully stood the cigarette up right on the floor with lit only inches from the floor. The slick carpet held the cigarette nicely and it would do till it was pushed over by the door as he shut when he walked away, levering a small fire burning quietly, The hunchback walked past the now packed dance floor and too the main doors of the club, no. That afternoon, Mistress Rosa had arranged for a visit from her piercing specialist. I was to be in my room at three thirty. I was as frightened as when I had presented myself for my caning, despite all the assurances I had heard that it wasn’t going to hurt. Sitting in my room waiting was like being in the dentist’s waiting room, without old copies of ‘Country Life.’ At three-thirty exactly, a knock sounded on my door, and I opened it to a smiling, white-coated woman of about forty, pushing a.