But for some reason, sexy as hell."Traci, I like them...they are incredibly sexy and you wouldn't believe how many times I've jerked off just thinking... about them...they're fine. You worry too much." You've jerked off thinking about my titties?" She laughed, "I don't believe that." If I wasn't getting ready to fuck you, I would jerk off on them right now. I would. All over those sexy tits of yours. But right now, I'm hard again, and I think we had something else planned, right?". She just couldn’t take the torture and again started screaming. I was scared someone from outside might hear us even though our studio was isolated and far from the normal rooms. So I took her already soaked pantie and stuffed it in her mouth and went near her ears and told her to taste her own juice.Then what I did next made her jump from the bed and she almost broke the bedpost. I took a full ice cube and inserted it into her pussy without any warning! She was squirming, wiggling and trying. The man, who was me, said something, which I could not understand. Later Ilearned he was, as me, when I was in my body, using my own language whichI, now, didn't understand. I could understand, however, that it was aharsh tone, uncharacteristic of me.The old lady translated to me, "He said, lay down and spread your legs"."What?"I could not believe what they wanted me to do, but before I could eventhink, he raised his hand and slapped my right cheek so hard that I fellto the ground. I probed. She then diffidently jogged his two nuts around on the floor in their sac and I heard some hesitant moaning. She slid her smooth hosiery between the two loose balls and along his now extending penis. She did it so slow that by the time she got to his cockhead he was fully rigid and throbbing—consequently trapped in the small hole through which his now very excited utensils were threaded.She stopped moving, with her soft foot just resting on top of his taut shaft and plump paraphernalia. Oh my.