Who am I to say no to the same thing? There was no reasonable option except to go down to the local sex shop, which I have not been in for a very lon...g time. A vibrating butt plug was purchased, and was approved via text messages from the store.At home I took a shower and shaved my ass clean. She arrived while I was still in the shower. Normally that would cause some delay to one’s socializing, but in this case it saved me getting dressed and undressed again. Haha.After kissing a little, she. We were fed well thoughand cleaned, looked after so too speak and we were together that was main thingI felt safe with Joe he was my strength and when I slept he held me so closeI would dream I was back at home in my bed. I awoke with a start the door slamming open and three men entered the room,I looked at Joe, but to my horror he stood up and went and sat in the cornerof the room and didn't say a word while they dragged me to the wall kickingand screaming I was calling his name pleading him. The shock arriving in her brain a nano-second later in a white hot bolt that made her scream as it registered.His tongue, hot and dextrous, passed between her lips to plunge into her sex and moved within her, searching out the crevices and undulations of her canal, then was removed to taste her secretions over super-sensitive taste buds that informed him she was very ready to mate. As if needing to reaffirm her condition, he licked at her lips again, tongue boring to her inner body before. Do I really want a choice?As I slide under the water I realize no I don't, but how do I take thatchoice away? Ah, my fantasy from last night comes up again. Standing infront of my mirror with a towel wrapped around my torso like a woman,another on my head holding my wet hair. I decide brow shaping is in orderand why not. Almost like a metaphor as my brows become thinner and takeshape so is a plan materializing and taking shape. Stepping back fromthe mirror I am pleased, my hair is freshly.