" Yes Ma'am, right away Ma'am," Prissy said, leaving her fingers in me asI felt her attempt to curtsy."Good girl," Ms. Stephanie said, rewarding her o...bedience with the mostcoveted praise a sissy can hear. "When Daisy is full you may come andinform us, Prissy." Yes Ma'am," Prissy answered as she once more added a second finger toher violation of my rectum and once more I whimpered as my tight holestretched to accommodate her additional finger.I heard Ms. Rebecca and Ms. Stephanie leave the. Chris was gone but the sound of the shower seemed like a good explanation for that fact. Angie was breathing lightly. She was still wearing her t-shirt and nothing else. Her soft, naked backside showed a white triangle proving she was not a friend of nude sunbathing. My stirring erection reminded me that I hadn’t come myself last night – once more I had been too busy manipulating others. Angie woke at the light caress of my finger over her hips. She turned around smiling at me and planted a. She had purchased the carving and taken it back to show to the VP of Marketing and he fell in love with it as well. Did you find out where theyre buying these? he asked her. Of course, she replied. They buy directly from the source on some small island in the South Pacific called Ogeno. Well, he said with a smile. I guess you know how to get hold of these for us to sell. Of course she replied with a big smile. Ill make contact with the name I got to see what they have. No, he said. I think it. .The fat lady dances like a spinning topand the usual costumers,lost c***dren that talks a lot and says nothing,jump over her..The fat lady dances like a spinning topand hundreds of multicolor teethpierce her fleshtrying to reach the boneThe fat lady dances like a spinning topand she ignores the pain,the existenceand the holy euthanasiaThe vile thief grins no more,has six inches of steel shoved between her ribsThe wound becomes into a sewer leak.Gargles a mix of sick breath and rotten.