They were made of Lucite acrylic, smoky pink.She crossed the room to the dresser and lifted the hairbrush in pussy-juiced fingers. The handle extended...a good six inches from it and was a bit thicker than her index finger.It was only a substitute, she knew, and a poor substitute at that.But it was all she had.As she baked at it, one hand slithered back down between her legs. Her fingers moved lightly over her labia, teasing the flesh and maintaining the terrible level of her as yet unsatisfied. Savita: I get it now! The cabinet had a trapdoor!Yayani: Not exactly. I’ll let Manavendra explain.A puff of smoke exploded into the room, and Manavendra appeared. Savita was in awe, but something confused her.Savita: If you’re here, who’s on stage?Manavendra: You and I are in a parallel reality, my dear. I am both on stage and here at the same time.Savita didn’t believe him, but the magician explained it again. Savita crossed her arms and asked him to prove it. She just couldn’t fathom that he. “Are you?”“No, Sensei!”“I’ll be VERY put out if that young woman beats you!”“Last I checked, you had more women black belts than men!” I said, surprised.“Not because she’s female, but because she practices Aikido!” he said with a laugh.“She said she knows how to beat close grapples,” I said.“Then you better adapt and improvise, because if she beats you, next week you spar with me. For the entire period.”“Yes, Sensei!” I said, because there was no other possible response.I bowed and went to the. What he was doing was fantastic but I needed to cum, so tried to press my clit and pussy against his hand to help bring myself off. It worked! It was the most glorious feeling in the world as I lay across my black boss lap as he fingered me to a delightful orgasm as we snogged like furtive teenagers. Seans phone rang, breaking our spell, but he immediately began fiddling with his belt and zip as I jumped off him and stood up straight&hellip,my mind a complete blank. Sean looked horrified as he.