”Picking up one chunk of glass, the woman found what looked like a droplet of white paint on the inside curve of the glass. Scratching her glove cov...red finger over it, it didn’t yield to the touch, indicating it likely was dried out some time ago. Looking down at the machine it came from, it was rather makeshift. The glass container was probably from a previous project he cannibalised to make this.“Suzie? Are you alright in there? We heard a crash.”“Sorry Reed, I think the device broke.” She. I bet that she has the pinkest pussy that’s fresh and warm too. I imagine eating her out, licking up and down a narrow slit of completely shaven pussy that’s juicy and ripe. I want to suck on her developed clit and pleasure her until she is constantly squirting all over my face. I picture her to be so tight that I would have a hard time penetrating her. I envision licking her asshole and squeezing those amazing cheeks in my hands as I do so. Her on her knees in doggy style, with her back. On my way, I passed my panties and vest top strewn on the floor. It hit me then that I had been sitting in front of Lewis with my breasts completely on display. This made me more baffled and, yet, extremely turned on. I walked down the corridor to the bathroom. Joe had finished and it was free. I went in. I looked in the mirror. Yes, I was still Jennifer Ryan. Twenty-two-year-old lover of dramatic arts, liker of cats, disliker of intolerance, renowned prawn cocktail crisp-eater and the person. But today was Fuckees day."Fuckee?''"Yes Slut."Today is your day with Master?" Yes Slut." I want to have him today. May I have him? Please."Fuckee looked confused and turned away. " This is my day, if it was up to me I would not mind but I do not want to get in trouble."Slut said, "I want him so bad today I must have him, I will ask him"Fuckee looked at Slut wondering what had changed because she had never said or done anything to indicate she enjoyed her sessions with Master.About 2 in the.