My eyes followed the gorgeous contours of my legs all the way down to two of the daintiest-looking feet I ever saw.These feet were quite small and cut...e; definitely feet that could really stop traffic if given a pair of high heels. I took a better look at my shapely legs in the mirror, and it was then that I noticed something. There was no familiar bulge or bump in my crotch. Strange, I would think that seeing those legs would really turn me on.I pulled down my skivvies and looked at my crotch.. “Of course,” Linda said.“Then topless its will be.”I did my make up, heavy on the eye liner, false eye lashes. Linda sat beside me, and like me she’d been waxed to an inch of her life. We were in the changing room to the rear of the stage. I was starting to regret this, but it was too late to chicken out. Sara applied her lippy, and was ready. She wore black fishnet tights, with a red thong over the top, with a pair of flat soled fuck me boots. She had a good figure. Her tits were bare. She. "In that case you can strip for me now."Helen was naked faster than Derek would have thought possible. He held his hand out and she took it; he pulled her towards him and then pressed her down to her knees."Show me," he commanded.She opened his trousers and applied herself to the first duties in her new employment, thinking that once she got to Kobekistan she would soon be able to establish herself as his head concubine, if not actually as a wife.The only thing which struck her as odd during. Ohhh you feel, mmmm, so good around, unghhh, my dick, Ahhhhh, I’m so close baby. So ummmm fucking unnnn close.’ ‘Give it to me. Give me all that see. All that white creamy baby batter. Give it to me. Deep. Think. Imagine me growing round and big with your baby. Naked, barefoot, and pregnant in the kitchen.’ that sends him over the edge. Rope after thick, creamy rope of white, pearlecent cum shoots into me. Into my waiting womb. Finding its way into my cervix and hopefully to an egg or maybe.