Sharab ke nashe mei hum ek dusre ke deewane se ho gaye, usne meri dress utaari aur mere boobse chusne laga aur apne haatho se dabane laga. Mujhe itna ...aza aa rha tha ki main bhi machalne lagi aur chillane lagi “ahhh raj, suck on my tits. Yeahhhh. Ahhhh”Phir usne ek haath meri panties mei daala aur mere clit ko dheere dheere choone laga, itna maza aa rha tha ki mai kuch bol hi nhi paa rhi thi bas ahhh ahhh kar rhi thi. Usne meri panties utaar di aur niche jaakar chaatne laga, uski jeebh meri. I went over to the makeup table and there was a photograph of a heavily madeup woman and an arrow drawn on and the words 'like this'.I decided to start with the makeup and did as good a job as I could in replicating the look on the photograph.I went back to the clothing and started to dress realising what a slut I was going to look. There was jewellery to put on. An ankle chain, several jangly bangles, big hooped earrings and a necklace with the word 'slut' on it. Strangely, I looked around and. Sydney was particularly troubled by this aspect of the dreams; he hadalways considered himself a resolutely heterosexual male; but in thesedreams, he was making passionate love to this man, Brett Michaels,...andenjoying it heartily!Somehow, Sydney managed to drag himself out of bed and make it to the storein time to prepare for the 5 a.m. opening. The assistant manager who sharedthe shift with him, Dan Davis, looked at him and said, "Sid? What's thematter? You've looked like death warmed over. That feels so good..." I sighed as Richard bit my nipples gently. Then he started kissing down my body, licking the underside of my tits through the lace, slowly down my stomach, licking my navel sensuously, then tickling me around the black lace garter belt I wore... down, past each of the garters as I spread my legs wide; he started to lick and nibble on my upper thighs. Then, as I snuggled into the soft covers of the enormous bed, Richard eased his lips up against my pussy.I moaned as he.