” Kirk snorted. Katelyn shook her head.“You need to stop, think, and slow the fuck down.” Katelyn suggested. “Tell me--”“I can’t think w...ith--” He interrupted her harshly and then glared at her. “You’re still fucked for money, aren’t you?”“What are you getting at?”“I got to work out this anger and I’ve just got a lot of money freed up for a wedding I won’t be having,” He said. Katelyn was a beautiful woman, 35 year old Metis woman. Her dark complexion, long hair, high cheekbones, almond eyes.. She was used totight waist confinement, but the four girls tightened the garment toridiculously small proportions.As the brunette and blonde did her hair into some elaborate updo, theother two did her nails. They were done in solid glossy white andlooked fabulous on her dainty hands and feet.After they finished with her hair and her nails were dry, whitestockings were rolled up her legs. Garters were fastened and thelingerie looked amazing on her long tanned legs. She was surprised thatshe. Lynn sat next to me under the shower and kissed me. “I had no idea you could do that so well!” she said to me. I told her I had never done what I had just done but knew as a man what felt good to me and I wanted to make sure they enjoyed the moment. I figure if I liked seeing two women with each other, why should I not enjoy two men as well. “Baby your hard as a rock! Can I take care of you now?” Lynn said as she straddled my lap and with her right hand guided me into herself. I wrapped my arms. Against incalculable odds, Christine had a conditionwhere her digestive system routed through her vagina instead of hermouth.Christine's breathing, voice and windpipe were still the same, but herthroat was just a tract that ended in a small sack that allowed her toswallow saliva and small amounts of other fluids such as the wine she hadbeen drinking. Her primary way of eating though was placing things downbelow. Food routed past her uterus to go along a tract to her stomach.From there, things.