On Friday night, Id wrapped it tightly between two towels and several pair of her dirty panties. I left it behind the water heater, letting the smells... saturate the fabric. When I unrolled the towels my eyes watered, the whole room smelled of cunt. I brought the outfit upstairs and she put it on, her hands trembling. She gagged from the stench but knew not to complain. I had her put on her makeup extra-heavy and a pair of her three inch spike heels completed the costume. I wrapped her in a. In reality, you want to be certain that the chemically addicting d**g is applied completely. Her objections will be less likely if you fully control her body, especially her head. Grasp her skull and throat firmly and hold it with authority. Pinch her nose to control her breathing, if need be. Verbally abuse her. This is how bitches like her secretly want to be treated, whether they admit to it or not. Since we want her to become addicted to your cum as well as to your total control over her,. ...but here I was with someonewho, except for the extra appendage was a female. I could feel her breasts(which turned out to be a padded bra over his slightly puffy real breasts).I could smell her perfume and makeup and the softness of her skin and thesilkiness of her clothes. I was confused as to what gender this person was.A soon as we got going good, Betty says that she has seen enough for todayand that we can resume whatever it was we were doing before....'Except I never want to see either. Taking a deep breath, Emma began slowly lowering herself onto his shaft. The tip of his rod parted her labia; she’d masturbated with her vibrator before, but it had been hard and cold, completely unlike Brent’s erection.She continued taking him in, swallowing his member inside her. Brent moaned from beneath her as his rod rubbed the inside of her vaginal walls. It felt incredible for both parties.Unfortunately, the positioning meant that she was only able to take about half of Brent’s manhood.