Doesn’t mind what you’re doing, obviously, though.” Marsha pulled her hand back. “Don’t worry about it, he’s a big boy. He can handle it. ...For some reason, women are drawn to those scars. Don’t understand the phenomenon, but it seems that way.”Marsha looked at Shirley and asked, “I know this sounds terribly weird, and I know we just met, he and I, but I’ve been working on your family for years and ... Can I just kiss a couple of these scars, say here, and here?” She pointed two places. ''They all whistled and jeered.They lifted her off the table, two on each side, carrying her right up to her father, completely naked, her legs spread wide open for him to see. ''She's bald just like how i like them!''''Nice clean pussy she must have known we were coming, got it ready for us.'' One soldier got beneath her, her back on his chest, facing her towards her fathers face, as the others pushed his head down closer to her pussy. The soldier's cock big, full and hard ready to fuck. I'm sure it was no accident that when I went forsurgery I never told the surgeon to remove my breasts, only to make melook like I did when I was a teen. Because in my mind, I wanted my teenyears to be wholly feminine. I've thought about this a lot now and knowwhat I want to do. With you, now and for me later.Now, I want you to use your dildo on me like we did when we started.Stroke me, feel me, and make me cum while you plunge it in my ass. Iloved surrendering to you like that, more so than. We had it prepared, Gustavo and I had made a plan, and we followed it to the letter.The center of the room was empty, the table had been cornered at the back.David and Mauricio remained on the sofa with their shirts and pants open, letting out their already wet cocks, which they held with anxiety not to ejaculate, delicious, strong, butted.I approached Mauricio, the strongest of those present, a male wonder, he wanted to be his, he wanted to feel his strength, his weight, his energy.I kissed.