.Kuch der tak chodne baad maine usse paltaya, bend kiya aur piche se chodna start kiya…. Iss baar jor-jor se stroke maar raha tha..uss dauran woh ph...ir se jhad gayi.. main bhi jhadne wala tha.. maine usse palatne ko kaha aur uske muh ke paad jhad gaya.mujhe laga woh chaat legi lekin usne aisa nahi kiya aur tissue paper se saaf kar diya. Usne saath mein tisse paper rakha tha.Maine usse apna cock bhi saaf karne ko kaha toh usne kar diya lekin uss dauran cock phir se khada hogaya tha.. maine kaha. "I looked down at her hand and didn't see a ring. "Since you're here with friends is it alright if I join you? Eli's friends are a bit young for me." Are you saying I'm old?" she laughed."God NO! I'm sorry if I said that wrong. It's just that I'm twenty-four and Eli and his friends are all around nineteen." I'm twenty-five," replied Mary. "My friends are all in their early twenties. You're welcome to join us if you like." I smiled at her and picked up the drinks she had ordered and walked to. I can do nothing as my vagina goes into spasms between my aching thighs. Hands move them wider apart callously exposing my sex to the unseen eyes to show my open red swollen vagina as proof. The hands under me hold me up to show my shivering body, and again I am rotated for the audience to see me. The humiliation of clinking glasses as my audience toasts my orgasm, whilst I can only display the power they have over me. A hush descends the room, and I feel the atmosphere change, and a tension. " Brittney slurred as she tried to speak without moving her lips."Haha, no need for that! Touch them, lick them, it's fine! There's no recovery period," The doctor replied. She then handed Brittney a small mirror. "See for yourself."Brittney took the mirror and looked at her lips. They were indeed perfectly formed, puffy, kissable lips. She touched them and felt her fingers tickling her lips. She then licked her lips. Everything about them felt like her own lips. "But how..." Brittney asked in.