Plug wedged tight and clutched hard by her young (she's only 27) muscles, she takes exaggerated, side-to-side steps on her heels and stops for a momen... to admire her nipples in the mirror and pinch them up to full erection. A clamp would be good, she thinks, as she removes her cage and it plops off her swollen clitty as her pee gushes out in a single, loud and copious flood. Afterwards though, she takes some tissue and reluctantly removes the long string of creamy residue, tasting a little with. "It may sound insane, but I haven't been with a man since my ex took off with thirty-three million dollars of my trust fund. It hurt so bad to be abandoned by a husband who also took off with my money. Mother put her lawyers and investigators on his trail, and hounded him until almost every penny was returned, and he was safely in jail – in Brazil! They tell me Brazilian jails are not nearly as comfortable as they are in America, so I doubt he has enjoyed the experience..."Cassandra didn't want. He hadn’t actually seen it yet. I had no idea what was about to happen. Maybe nothing, maybe he’d just help me get dressed in my clothes and I’d go up and pay for the items and I’d be on my way.As the kilt fell away, I found myself standing there in nothing but socks and flashes in front of a man who I hardly knew, on his knees staring at my now hard cock. He looked up at me, and then started telling me a story.A story about how when the men used to return from battle, “and their wives would. "Hello, again, Tommy," he said. "Are you ready to get to work?" I sure am! So we're starting with statues first?"He just chuckled. "Better not hear you call these statues within earshot of Mr. Grossfeldt. According to him, these are sculptures. Statues are images of dead generals and politicians." Something to remember."How do you want these photographed? I mean, do you want just plain images with flat lighting or something with a little—I don't know—drama? You know, higher contrast lighting,.