She nodded and I tossed her the pack and the lighter. She sat up and lit a cigarette of her own. Her hair was a bit of a mess and her body still tremb...led a little with post-orgasmic spasms. She looked up at me and smiled.”That was … I had no idea it could … Ummm.”She couldn't quite find the words to describe what had just happened. I doubt I can even begin to imagine what a whirlwind it must have been for her, but she gave up trying to describe how it had made her feel.We finished our. By this point my bald pussy sister was left to merely watch and even though the originalembarrassment of my own hairless nuts was long gone I tried not to stare at Sandras’ bush as she sat Indian style with her titties jiggling. Stretching her arms behind her Sandra leaned back and spread her legs. “Now you’re supposed to put it in me,” she instructed. Time stood still and that image froze in my mind, it was the absolute best sight I had ever seen. Her sleek body laid out before me, my young. "Does it bother you that I take their money." I never thought it would be so much. Do you have to do whatever they say?" Pretty much." I'd love to be like you, Caz, but I don't have a Joe to look after me." But if you did have someone to take care of you, would you?" But I don't." I could look after you — Joe too." He's never met me. Why would he?" If he met you I'm sure he would really like you." What makes you so sure?" Because you are lovely, and I know my Joe. When he gets back from. And finally Sarah collapsed forward, her thighs convulsed as she did so and eventually clamped together in post orgasmic torment as I continued to rub her slit – zeroing in the sides of her clit. With that I finally relented. Sarah just lay gasping on the bed, her face in the pillow and her hands reaching towards her tits. The nipple clamps had torn off during her climax, adding to the sensory excess she had just experienced. “Fuck,” was the only thing that Sarah said as she lay recovering..