"Ginger had learned that, if the truth was crazy enough, people would refuse to believe it. He wondered what would have happened if she had checked.In...stead she headed to the bedroom door and closed that then pulled the curtain around his bed. Ginger indicated the pyjamas he wanted and she lay them next to him on the bed.She was going to slip the pants, little more than boxers, on first while the gown kept him modestly covered but Ginger shucked off the sleeve on his right arm and held out the. We sit down in his great roomand he grabs a couple of drinks and hands me a beer, as he downs a shotof something. "What the heck was that for? I ask, Shawn replies that, "Ihad all the drinks tonight and he is just catching up a little."He gets to asking me about the night and some about me and Heather,realizes that isn't a good idea and switches back to talking about what Ithought about the performers, tying to get my mind off Heather.After a few minutes of discussing the performances, I. So Raja succumbed. She obeyed. As Keiko's tongue continued to batter at her moist and horny sex, Raja sighed and begged."Please lick my worthless cunt, Keiko. Please m-make...make y-your fellow slave cum." She said the words hesitantly, hating herself more with each syllable she spoke. But just then, her pussy dripping with desire and fluids, Raja felt the crest of the second orgasm overtake her. Her young body thrashed in the throes of ecstasy as her loins spewed another fresh round of pussy. It was a long time before he saw a knife blade emerge from the many forceful poundings that Konil had given to the metal. After the shape had emerged, Two Bears noted that the next steps were even slower and more careful in their application. A smaller metal ball suspended from a wooden handle was now used to pound down on only a single side. Pound and dip, pound and dip, and then reheat and pound some more. The strokes that Konil now took were shorter and carried far less force. Up and down.