Her smile went from ear to ear and I winked at her. As before, Betty pointed out the feathers she wanted to the class to catch in their drawings. That... included shape of Bab’s tit’s and the birthmark on her lift tit. I almost dreaded my turn and turned my thoughts to the project at work that I was working on and only half listened as Betty pointed out the muscular shape of my ass and then how my large cock was shaped (my shaft flares wider at the base of my circumcision mark and then narrows a. I wanted to know more while he was still open about. ‘Billy,’ I said, my voice firm but nowhere near irate. ‘Tell me more about your mom.’ He stopped rubbing my feet. He kept his eyes on the bubbles. Then, there was a long, drawn-out silence. I sat there, thinking, Did I just go too far? Please, Billy… Please tell me. I want to know… Finally, the silence was broken. Billy started rubbing my feet again as he said, ‘I… I hated her, Ali. She was…so terrible to me. When I got diagnosed with. How does that sound for fun?"I just ignored his outrageous (on the other hand... ) suggestion and demanded he carry me to the shower. "After all, you had your way with me last night; it's only fair you pamper me a bit." Yes, Mistress."He lifted me over his shoulder and smacked my ass lightly; I did my best to rub my tits across his back and grab his ass. In the ten steps to the bathroom he a) diddled Miss Clitty twice, b) shoved a finger up my twat three times and c) shoved said finger into my. She decided to go to the brothel to get some of her pent-up sexual aggression out of her system. Sasha walks down the block and stands in front of The Red Elm. She almost decided to go back to the inn, but she put one foot in front of the other and walked into the brothel. It was a beautiful place, a very calming music was playing through the speakers, the walls were painted red and gold, and there was a plush red and black carpet on the entryway. A small waterfall was coming out of a fountain,.