You aren't wearing lipstick. And then you say softly, ~~Oh, wowMistress! You're right, it must have slipped my mind.~~ and I watch youget up, leave... the room, I'm sure you are going so that you will find yourmakeup, and return to sit back down again. ++You apply your lipstick,++and a smile spreads across your face. Relief."Feel better now? Does the lipstick make you feel better?"I watch you ++nod your head,++ ~~lipstick always makes me Feel Better,Mistress.~~So far your triggers are working. Nelson and Parks were squatting in their cages covered in their own filth when they heard the screams begin. Something inside Nelson froze. Vorkiser was a tough man, tougher than Nelson. What could be making him scream so hideously? When they dragged him back later Nelson got his answer. Vorkiser’s eyes were empty sockets, his left arm gone, the stump still oozing blood through a black tarry substance smeared over it. They had cut out his wetware. Nelson suddenly felt the weight of his own. Kristy sat right on-top of Tessa's face so she could eat her out. "Go harder!" Tessa commanded. I was pounding her tight, wet snatch and began rubbing her clit with my fingers while I fucked her. Kristy and I would occasionally make out while she sat on Tessa's face getting eaten. Kristy was moaning softly, looking at me with her icy yet sexy eyes.Tessa was getting louder which meant she was about to cum. She lifted her head from Kristy's vagina and let out a big scream, holding onto Kristy's. ? ?I suppose it has to do with the idea that humans by naturedon?t like being forced into what they deem to be as stereotypical?which issilly in my opinion.? ?You really think so?? ?It?s like the old saying?if you?ve got legs to walk?youmight as well use them?why fight that aspect of yourself.? She laughed, ?A lot of homosexuals would defiantly disagreewith you on that point?.but that?s another thing?even homosexuals and bisexualsneed that fulfillment?it really is a mystery.? ?Wow, you really.