I kissed each side of her inner thighs before taking off the sweats completely. I picked her up, sat her on the counter, and stepped out of my shorts ...and boxers. I kissed her stomach and waist before working my way around her hairy pussy. She was dripping wet and I flicked her clit with my tongue. She gasped, "Oh my GOD! If you don't put that cock in me now, I'm going to scream." I stood up and kissed her passionately on the lips. I then grabbed my cock and rubbed the tip around the outside of. I know I have plenty of pinkpanties but I decided I'd let this bother me for a while. What was Itrying to prove? Was I trying to see how long I could stand not matching?How can women do this to themselves? Am I the only one that would let thisbother me? I decided to go onto a transvestite chat line and ask thequestion.Well, girls? Do any of you find it disgusting that I'm wearing nylonpanties and a cotton bra? Is it so important that a girls' bra and pantiesshould coordinate a closely as. I'm outa here. You go and jump into that hot tub and try to relax. Call me at the hotel if you need anything. I mean it, no matter how small, call me.Okay." You bet I will." Elisabeth joked. "The Chinese believe that if you save the life of another, you belong to that person for eternity. Guess I own you Karen ... like it or not." You could find it's like owning Pandora's box." Karen joked back."Without out a doubt, there's more to you than the eye can see, but I know I'd like all of it.". Something not quite ethical, but I didn’t know what. It had something to do with those injections, of that I was positive. I didn’t get a chance to work it out further as my thoughts were interrupted by a shadow falling across me. I looked up to see Master, silhouetted by the sun behind his back. Instinctively I hung my head in shame. ‘You should be ashamed.’ His voice was quiet, unemotional as he stood before me. ‘You’re a quick study, though, I’ll give you that. It won’t lessen the time of.