Show me around—take me on a tour." Well—all right," she replied.She led him down the hall."Here’s the den," she motioned to a room, "and right d...own here is the study, and there is the guest room."She halted in the doorway to the bedroom. Mr. Payne was right behind her. "This is–uh—the bedroom." Yeah, I can see," Mr. Payne said. He suddenly moved up behind her, wrapped his arms around her waist and pressed his crotch on her butt."Mr. Payne, don’t," she breathed out. He didn’t waste any time. "It would have to be someone who can do the job well, you know, be gentle and give me some pleasure in the process." Hmm, that's an interesting idea, but you can't ask for references, like the names of other satisfied girls they have already deflowered. And you can't let them do a dry run and select the most suitable one based on the results. I suppose, it would have to be a best guess selection from the small group of boys you know."As I thought about the boys I knew who might be worth. My whole Self was transcending to a higher, sky-high level of femininespirituality. As I walked in handcuffs, meditating with eyes down, I feltcloser and closer to God with every step I took.When we arrived, Ashraf and Achref unchained me. Without a word from themor anyone else, I already knew what to do. As if entering a whole newdimension, I walked through the entrance into a large living room. In themiddle of it, there was a carpet. I knelt on the floor, keeping my eyesdown in modesty and. ?Turn around,? she said.Amber did as she was told and was greeted by a hot load of sperm sprayingall over her face.?Amber formally Alex woke up the next morning and put on her skimpy frenchmaid uniform. He looked in the mirror and seen a cute petit blonde withperky B-cup breasts. He hated his now plump red lips and big blue eyes butif his make-up wasn?t applied expertly before Sandra woke up he?d be in foranother rough fucking. Alex slipped on the black stiletto heels.?Ever since his girlfriend.