" Well Miss Robin is an amateur dress maker and designer and she hasmade something very nice for you! Isn't that just so special!" Yes Miss Rachel, th...ank you Miss Robin!" Take off your robe Stephanie so I can see what I have to work with." Yes Miss Robin."I took off the robe and turned bright red under my makeup as Miss Robintook a look at my caged cock."He really can't get an erection when he is in that thing?" Not a chance, as soon as he gets excited, the stainless steel wiresqueezes back and. I get a refresher course every morning when I stare at my naked body. If you're wanting me to know what it's like to feel unloved and unwanted, I am reminded of it every time I look into my father's eyes. If you want me to know what it's like to feel disgust, hatred, and pity, you need not worry, I've seen it many times in the eyes of those who pass me on the street. If my lesson is to know envy, want and pain unimaginable, I know them well too, for they are pounded into me every time I see. A bead of sweat ran down the center of my breasts as I undid the catches and opened it. On a bed of black velvet lay a phallus, a dildo, a COCK. Dark red, superbly detailed, and warm to the touch. I picked it up gingerly by its base and smelled it. If Grandma ever used this, she kept it exceptionally clean. It smelled new. The material felt like leather, but with no sign of any stitching having been done to put it together. A single unbroken sensuous surface. A note about my own sexual history:. Kallu: chal a ja kar toilet saaf kar balti me paani la aur mere kamre me pota laga phirmeri lungi utar kar apna kaam karna lund choos phir teri gaand maarunga utne me teen log aura a a gaye who teeno kal wale hi the unko maine smile maari aur bola aj bhi tumhpahle boss se are boss se permission le lo ?? Who bole boss kahan na karta hai tBoss se nipat lo maine nange badan se pahle toilet saaf kiya aur baad me pota lagaaya .woh sub mereko gaur se dekh rahe the beech beech me aakar koi gaand me.