Instead she smack the end of it hard with theshoe in her hand, which had the predictable effect of turning it into adisinterested spectator. From her... bedside table she produced what Ithought was a chastity device, but she called it a 'panty guard', whichshe pushed my shrivelled prick into then fastened it round my balls,locking it with a small padlock."I'm sure you'll agree, Abigail, that little thing has no place in amaid's panties." No madam, thank you Madam. Will that be all Madam?" I. Phir meine dhire se apna lund unki chut mein dhakela aur woh “Sss” jaise gangs of wassepur mein manoj bhajpai ne heroine ko choda tha uss scene mein thik waise hi hone laga.Mein dhire se jhatka marta aur mami “Sss aaah” aur mein unko chup rehne ko bolta phir mein thokta aur woh phir “Aaah sss” karti.Finally meine unke lips pe hath rakha aur thelna chalu kiya aur woh “Ssss sssss sssss ahhh ahhh” dhimi awaz mein kar rahi thi.Phir mami ne kaha “Aaj rehne do kal subha karneg jab ghar par koi nhi. He was wearing jeans and a denim vest, with some patches on it. His friend, shorter, and flabby, was about as dark as Ben, with sloppy pants and wearing a similar vest, and dreadlocks. He was eyeing me lecherously, as Ben spoke to the tall guy.“Here, take her.” Ben offered, handing out a leash. “24 hours is the deal. She puts out, and we’re good, right?” There was a lot of tension in the room. “If she performs, yeah, I’ll square it.” The tall one now looked me over. “She looks like. It was a fun evening. I got to meet those who were starting to become myfriends. I was introduced to Francine's friend Jane, who, althoughdressed convincingly as a woman, clearly had a thing for the other transwomen there. She made her interest in me very obvious and even asked medirectly if I still had functioning cock and balls. It took a while totalk her down to where we could discuss Francine. She told me that shehad been worried about Francine's increased promiscuity. She wasconvinced that.