) “That’s right, you couldn’t see them, could you?” “I had a towel over my eyes, you may remember.” “I’...m tempted to show them to you now, but you probablydon’t want any diversion from your ‘experiment.'” “Oh, I don’t know, another bare-bosomed woman might bejust the thing to bring on the next orgasm.” “You don’t fool me!” Mandy laughed as she unbuttonedher shirt and slipped it off. “You. Feathering my fingernails from my pussy to my breasts, I squeezed, enjoying sweet pain.With a small sound, the cooling breeze of the central air wafted through the room, and I smelled the mushroomed scent of my womanhood. Leaning back, I spread my legs, easily sliding the middle finger deep inside my pussy. I stroked for a few seconds, and then lifted the finger to my mouth, savoring my juice and wishing it was Laura's. Tickling my tongue with my finger, I sensed an orgasm with my touch—a touch. ‘What the hell are you doing, Xiara?’ James whispered fiercely. I shushed him again. ‘Don’t talk. You’ll wake her.’ He growled loudly. ‘Dammit woman, stop playing this fucking game with me!’ I looked up and sighed. ‘You know, James, we could’ve had one too. In fact, we almost did, remember? Do you remember what you said to me that day in the clinic? How you would give me a baby when we were ready?’ He could only look down, somewhat ashamed. ‘I remember, Xiara. But you never were ready and you. She saw that she was in a place like a church, but it was crazy. The candles were black. Behind the altar was a heavy wooden cross, but it was upside down, with the crossbar at the bottom. Her new "owners" were dressed in black hooded robes, like monks, except that some were women who let their robes fall open. They were naked underneath, with their pubic hair removed. The one in charge seemed to be an older woman with pendulous breasts and an apron of fat that hung half way over her cunt. She.