NOW!” she demanded. Wow, I had to admit that I was shocked at her brazen demeanor, but I did my best to comply. I aim to please, if nothing else.I...presented my throbbing fuck rod to her eager mouth, and she tried to swallow it with one gulp, choking herself in the process.“Take it easy, Lexi, not so fast!” I admonished. She took a deep breath, and swallowed almost my entire shaft in one try, holding me hostage in her throat while she sucked my shaft vigorously. I never felt anything quite. The Princess leaned forward toward King Phallus. Her fingers spread the piss slit and a small drop of pre-cum oozed out. With a quick flick of her tongue it was gone, tasteless and forgotten. Her eyes roved over this new sight, a real life version of what she had only (except that once) seen in pictures. She reached out and touched it, felt the flesh, hard yet soft with blood coursing through it. Her hand briefly recoiled at the warmth of it, sensing a burning on her fingers though the. "Shit!" she yelled.Then she went looking for the wax. Since her right foot was still up on the toilet she bent back over and looked. She was still covered with hair down there. She felt to see if the hair was even a little bit loose and found out where the wax went. Her hair was matted with it. "Shit!" she yelled again. She took her foot down off the toilet and made her next discovery.Her pussy was sealed shut as tight as a Baptist preacher's mind. I mean, her lips were sealed. She checked and. "How stupid!" Well, at least she didn't actually sleep with Matt like you did!" countered Samantha."You bitch!" Angela raised her hand to strike."Hi!" I spoke up.The only male voice in the room got their attention as they turned toward me."Would you lift me up to the high bar?" Tiffany asked me."Sure," I said.I followed her over. Samantha and Angela glared at each other but violence was abated for now."Thanks for breaking that up," said Tiffany. "Melissa is hurting and all they can do is argue.