“Go to La Femme Boutique, the owner is a friend of mine, tell her you need lingerie and I’m paying for it. Do you have a nice pair of heels?”�...Umm…”“Okay, get two pairs, at least one pair of stilettos. Don’t worry about the money, like I said, we’ll have some fun this summer.”“Aunt Melissa, I love you … how will I ever thank you?”“We’ll think of something.” Melissa winked. “Go on luv, have some fun, I’ll see you tonight when I get home from the restaurant.”Meagan got a cab and went to La. I decided to test waters. I stop licking and spread her pussy again. Her pee hole is visible and I put my mouth there. My fingers go into her pussy and I start stroking both her holes. She didn’t resist and instead pull my balls.I start feeling the pain of getting balls pulled but I still continue. Her pee isn’t something new to me. Her pussy was getting dug by my two fingers. Our bodies were getting drenched in sweat too. Tension is full on between us. I vibrate my fingers in her pussy and she. This revealed a triangle of elegant black lace below her soft tummy and I firmly squeezed and ran my hands up and down her long thighs, causing her to shift a little and relax with her ass leaning against the kitchen countertop.She looked down at me and I up at her, seeing her beautiful face over the swell of her ample chest which now featured two raised bumps revealing stiff nipples beneath her blouse and braShe smiled an almost patronising, no, grateful, smile down at me and ran her hands. The crowd of women hushed as Myrna lifted her cane and commenced its sweet song. I bucked and thrust as the cane bit home again and again; the women laughing and sneering at my obvious pleasure at being punished before them; my time with the women had truly broken me and the pain was now exquisite, and welcomed by me as I sniffed Blanche's pussy through the tears.I had become a cur and fully knew my place without question. I yearned to be the gimp and thought of the bowl as I was thrashed with.