Sylvia said it sounding all professional."So Sylvia we need a place to stash Lydia. A place no one would think to look. Somewhere quiet, that we own, ...ut doesn't have an easy way to trace back to us." I smiled, since I knew she wouldn't have all that many places from which to choose." You know the only place we have that is live in ready, and furnished, is the bluebird model at Heartland village. You didn't need to consult with me, just take it. Hell it is yours anyway," she said."I have been. No one else could do it with such perfection. Jiya's mountain of an arse was still only a few feet above her face with her hands pulling the cheeks apart and exposing the dark brown source of delicious filth. The enticing opening was still showing pulsating spasms with a very small piece of that lovely candy dangling as if fighting gravity to stay within the temple of filth, Jiya's shithole. Jiya squeezed her dirt hole for one final time and pinched off the candy which fell straight into. He felt the old familiar stirrings in his loins."I get the idea that the Lady of Hort would like a repeat of last night's performance," he suggested, when at last they parted.Her eyelids fluttered toward the ground in mock- embarrassment, "I would never be so bold, Baron Ponkert. As you said, I am a lady of Hort and such conduct would not befit my station!" You delightful tease," he laughed, pulling her to him with his good left hand. "Admit it. Admit that you want it as much as I do!" Admit. Sandy kicked my leg, “And what Jim ?” she said, “You want to be woman, is that what you want, you want to be a whore and get fucked like a woman” I just sat there yet not sure how to explain it. I saw Karen bend over towards my box of toys, she picked something out, “Look at this Sandy, I have one like this, sometimes I suck on it, do you think Jim does too?”. I looked up, she had a black cock like dildo her hand, it was 9” and huge. “I have never used that”, I blurted out. “You what?”, Karen.