"I instructed her."What? No! Please! Not again!"She pleaded with fright."Shh, little thing, shhh. It is going to be ok. Now, you will breathe normally...for me until you pass out, yes?"I asked her in a calm voice as I placed the cork over the opening."Please - please - not again! Please no! No! No!"She screamed and begged, but I sealed off the opening as I pushed the cork into the tube.Her voice became inaudible to me.I clicked my stopwatch and lifted the tube up to my eye once more,my ruby-red. He felt nice and soft,smooth and much to his concern feminine. He exited and dried himself offand put on his gaff and wondered what to wear."Betty what should I wear?" I don't know, let me look at you," she said. "Wait I know just thething. Remember that short leather skirt you bought? I have a pair ofglasses that just have glass lenses with no prescription and you couldgo out as a sexy secretary. All you need is some dark nylons and a whiteblouse. Wear your black pumps, a little jewelry and. I’m sure Robyn told you,” I said, still getting the daggers from him, “do you know her?”“Yeah, she’s with Patterson-Hanks on the south end. They do a lot of low-end apartment management and cheap houses. They deal with the Mexicans more than anyone else in town,” he said with a look of disdain.“Well,” I said, my smile gone, “everyone needs housing, right?”He placed his palms flat on the island countertop and gave me one of the most hate-filled looks I’d ever encountered and said,“Oh, sure,. ” “I’m glad you liked.” “I did.” She said. Her mother stroked her rubbing against her as if she were a man. “You wanna cum mum.” Her mother sat up and stood over her on the bed. She peeled off her jeans and G string. Connie stared up at her mother, her nice round ass, her thick legs toned from daily jogs, her pussy lips unlike hers fat and protruding from her mound, red and glistening with wetness and her mound itself with only a tuft of hair in the shape of a V. Her mother squatted down on.