Je souhaite ?galement ?tre amput?e du clitoris et des grandes et petites l?vres pour n’offrir ? mes clients que le plus sommaire des orifices. Je sa...is que c’est un sc?nario extr?me, choquant vos consciences occidentales qui n’acceptent qu’un SM esth?tique. Il correspond ?galement ? un de mes r?ves. J’en ai souvent parl? ? John qui l’a refus? en d?pit de mon insistance acharn?e. J’avais aussi imagin?e ?tre amput?e des deux bras, option qui vous est ouverte si vous le d?sirez.Vous comprenez. " i thought. I am about to taste a dick... well, what can I say, it felt filthy, this wasn't the hottest moment I fantasized about. I did my best to sound like a whore since I was offering myself to a stranger, an appalling stranger. It was all about me...my fantasy, my new life, everything is possible now - I can be a fucking whore!After a few minutes of sucking (I did my best) and moaning (I did my best), I couldn't feel my lips and prayed for him to cum..I already tasted my own cum,. I noticed that someone was peeping in the window at the back of the snooker room and was obviously spying on us. My husband had a pair of binoculars in his suitcase so I took them out to see if I could identify who was doing the spying. It was one of the young waiters in the restaurant. He must have noticed we picked the keys up from reception and thought he would find out if we were going to have sex in there instead of playing snooker. Well, my heart was thumping as I raced back to the. .........." she said, drawing it out and putting her finger to her lips the way she always does when she is having a naughty thought. "We did say we were going to try new things...." "What does that mean? Exactly?" I asked her."To be honest, I don't know yet." She said. "Let's just play it by ear. If it starts to go too far you just say something and we stop and I will do the same" she said. "Who knows, maybe your will get your fantasy of fucking me in front of someone else tonight". I watched.