..”“I know he’d like it if he could be intimate with me.”“Intimate? He’d love it if he sucked you and you fucked him.”“I know. But he ...nows how I feel.”“He does. How often? Like with Joanne?”“No. I don’t know.”“Once a week?”“I don’t know.”“Please?”“Okay. We’ll see how it goes.”“Great! And I think Jacques should join us sometimes. Not to be with you of course, but to be with Eddie.”“While I’m with you.”“Yes.”“A compromise.”“One on one, but with Eddie there,” she nodded.“I don’t know, Rachel. I’m. We had a real surgeon coming today because of the transscrotal piercing I had planned. It wouldn't be possible if I hadn't convinced Rick to stretch said scrotum so we could 'separate' his balls in there. I had checked on that when Thrash fucked him and he had done a great job. His little 'golf' balls were hanging way low. The sack was almost empty but it hung down there ... probably ten-twelve inches down ... not to mention the penile piercings. And of course the obligatory right ear piercing. What happened next was very unexpected – I had assumed that I was going to be taken either lying down on my back or put on all fours and done doggy-style for a second time. In fact, it was to be neither, for it was Amaya who lay down across the mattress on her back and with her legs spread apart. The strap-on that she was wearing was in place around her hips, with the intimidatingly-long shaft of the dildo rising vertically from her crotch and pointing at the ceiling.As if this was not. " Ohhhhh," Merry moaned dreamily. "My little engine..."I laughed and ran a finger into her belly button and she trembled again."Still coming..." Very impressive, Merry." Oh?" She replied hazily."Sure, we haven't done it yet." It was your finger," she said emphatically."My finger?" Yeah, when it went in my rear I started coming and couldn't stop. Isn't that strange? I mean it's not supposed to be that way is it?" She was opening my shirt as she talked, and I helped her remove it from my.