No, he thought, it is just the newness of the breastforms, he would have to get used to it. He would not let them have thesatisfaction of hearing him...ask to have them removed. He reached downto get the pack of cigarettes and felt even more pulling and a splitsecond of intense pain. He kept telling himself, 'It's just thenewness, I'm not used to feeling the pull of breasts, all I need is timeto accept the pulling and tugging of the breasts and then it will becomenormal.' He lit a cigarette. Right now she needed MORE."Mistress, we're too deep! We're not going to be able to..."*CRACK*Bayonetta smacked her latex covered hand onto the top of his ass cheeks,the only part of his ass that was still above the sludge. "I told you toshut up slave! I didn't go to all this trouble just to get one climax outof your slutty ass. Now hold still unless you want to sink even deeper!"Her relentless shafting seemed to stretch on for an hour as the muckbubbled and ever so slowly sucked them deeper.. I’m an adult, and I can make my own decisions about that. Oh, I just met him earlier this afternoon. He’s the perfect man for me, he’s smarter than I am, incredibly good looking, incredibly talented, and so wealthy that I really don’t have to work anymore if I don’t want to. Oh, I don’t have to introduce him to you, mother, you already know him. Of course, you do. Your brother is the one who set things up so I’d meet him, after all. Who said anything about him being my age?”She laughed. “Oh,. .”“ ... yes, the devil. We must go to the mosque. Don’t you remember, you’re an Imam! You must learn how to pray, and the mosque is the best place.”“Even the Imam must have an off-day,” he said sardonically.“No time, Mustafa, no time.”“Besides, they probably won’t let me back in.”“Why won’t they let you in?”“Can we go to another mosque? There must be another mosque in this city.”“This is the closest, and it’s the finest mosque.”“I just don’t want to go.”“Doesn’t last night mean.