?Oh yes. Please? Yes I want it.? She had been barely able to reply. The excitement being felt having taken her breath away.?Yes my little pet is a slu... at heart.?Again the sternness of his voice had stirred her desire at the deepest level.?Get on your knees whore.??Y,y,yes Sir.? She could not obey fast enough. While moving to the floor he had quickly removed his clothes. Standing over her while slowly stroking his already fully erect cock the smile on his face had almost a menacing quality to. I was wriggling about and so was he and I could feel soft lump in the front of his pyjamas rubbing against my bum. Before long his lump, which I think I realised was his cock, started to get hard. At the same time so did mine. Bear in mind at this time I had no ideas what cocks were for apart from peeing so I didn’t understand what was going on or what he was up to.For the next few mornings we would go through the same routine. He would get on top of me and rub his body against mine until both. She slides behind the glass and asks what I'd like to see. "You, naked. But right now, how about this one?" I point to a copper-faced model with a leather band. Elegant and simple and not expensive, though it looks it. I see a few rings on her fingers; nothing like a wedding-band, though she looks early 20's and could be hitched. Then again, she works a jewelry counter.She hasn't refused or dismissed my advances, and has smiled through this transaction...likes the attention, perhaps. She places. Finally, the last box contained a vibrator. Burton girls were not allowed to masturbate until they had their first wax, as the hairy pussy was considered unworthy of pleasure by Christine. The gift-giving completed, the girls made their way to the car, with the boys following them, and drove down to the waxing salon. There they were greeted by Mina, a skinny Japanese woman in her early 30s, who was wearing a tight fitting red dress. She was the family's waxer of choice, and had been so since.