Butwhat made them a dream come true was the series of straps I saw on them,and the little buckles hanging open."Let me show you, sweetie," Lisa was sa...ing. "Sit down."I sat on the chair of Lisa's vanity and extended a stockinged foottowards her. She gently guided my toes into the pointed toe of the shoeand brought the little strap around the lower part of my ankle. Then shelooped the strap snugly into the tiny buckle on the side. I held up myfoot, extending my new stiletto with amazement as. The tone was authoritative, the hands braced on hips. ‘Sir, please leave. This area is off limits to guests for safety reasons.’ Ned immediately seized upon the gender of the gear jockey. It was obviously a woman. The stern voice was plainly feminine. Her torso was clinched by the overalls elastic waist band. But even in the baggy jumpsuit, her huge boobs were clearly evident. She was blond, most of her hair was tucked under a cloth cap, some strands escaping. Ned rebutted her warning. ‘Sorry. I moaned from the kiss. “At a girl I see you like my kisses.” She was laughing playfully.I started to turn as red as my hair and all aroused out of her was a small laugh.“So how long has it been since you last were with a person?” she asked inquisitivelyI stammered. I couldn’t speak well but I mumbled out “7 years.”She started to kiss me more and more. Her hands moved like silk down my outer thighs.“So I guess you’ve been here diddling yourself for some time now.” She spoke in a mournful and. Inside the room were women, many of them with objects in their hands, Miranda blushed realizing they were replica's of a male shaft. Nedra purrred "here the poppets learn how to touch, caress, kiss, fondle and give pleasure to a man's penis." Miranda gasped feeling her heart start to beat faster as she watched a beautiful woman kneeling before a human man, her hands cupping and caressing his shaft, then lean forward her tongue starting to lick with long strokes of her tongue, Nedra smiled and.