It gently floats in front of you, silently hovering for a few seconds before two circles open up on the sides. From the holes, large bundles of thin w...ires emerged. The probe and the wires inched closer to you, the wires growing in length. The probe gets closer, and you start to try and thrash. Two wires seperate from the bundles and touch the temples of your head. You feel a little tingling sensation where it makes contact, and very suddenly your muscles lock up on you.You watch, helpless, as. Crisp touched me, sir. And when I seen how Mrs. Crisp looked, I got jealous. Is she built to take all of it, sir? Didja get it all in her? She ain't near as big as me."The ingenuous eighteen year old held her breath as she felt her once-fucked cuntal channel being enlarged and stretched by the slowly entering fleshpole. Sharp thrills emanated out from the tender, sensitive receptacle and, as he filled his hands with her voluminous titflesh, she tilted her broad pelvis in willing acceptance of. He continues to caress me and lavish me with kisses. My breaths come quicker, and my sissy clit starts to drip. I moan softly. He caresses my legs, my thighs, my ass, as I grow increasingly aroused. Fingertips move skillfully around my crotch, teasing me with quick soft strokes, then back to my thighs, then back to my hard and dripping sissy clit pushing against my panties. The wet spot grows and I moan more insistently--the need to be filled and used growing.He sets me on my hands and. I wore my loose white shirt open in the middle to show my hard chest. This dress is supposed to symbolize my strength to bear the weight of the rigors of family life. It looks gaudy to me mainly because I am not used to showing too much flesh in public, but I stood straight and poised as I was trained since I was a child.My veil covered my short stylized hair. My dad spends hours making my hair just right, only to cover it up with the veil. Talk about irony. But right this moment, I don't care.