My heart raced, and I felt myself perspiring. I don't know how long that went on. I was in a strange,almost spiritual state, a feeling of excitem...nt but with no realfocus. Madame Metamora stood by, with yet another hose in herhand. It had a big, black nozzle. "Do you feel the effects of the healing herbs?" she said. "Mmmmm. yes." From the new hose, I felt warm water running across mybackside, running down the crack between my cheeks. Then I feltMadame direct the flow of. .her 36b bra laying on the floor next to her thong panties, skirt and blouse.After no more than 10 minutes, she heard the stall through the hole being occupied. throwing caution to the wind, she slipped a finger through the hole and motioned with it before withdrawing it. Less than 30 seconds later, she heard the sound of the zipper being pulled down, followed by the appearance of a very black cock coming through the hole.Gladys went to her knees and taking the cock in hand, she began to lick. ” Brigitte mocked as she turned her back on the ropes, and the timid crowd on the other side of them. A pugnacious-looking hulking mass of a man standing only a few paces away from her made the boastful nord jump back into the triplet of ropes shock. “Helvete! Don’t scare me like that!” she squeaked as the cultivated exterior image of ‘bad viking bitch’ faltered for a moment. “I didn’t mean to intimidate you, Ms. Lindholm – but my name is Sven, and I do mean to try my best to beat you, if you. Alright, lover boy, time for your shower,” I teased Rain as he rushed to the bathroom to wash up.Once he was out of earshot, I then asked Larissa, “And then there’s his bachelorette party outfit to consider. It’s a hen party and he should dress like it. Nothing masculine at all.”“Indeed. I want him to have some very nice, girly outfits for that, no doubt of that much. It’s high time that Rain got some action as a woman, some male attention in addition to yours, and maybe even some lesbian.