Ah well. I line the edge of the table up with the markings on the wall and then press a third button on the side of the table. I come around in front of her and, lifting up her skirt, place my now erect penis at her exposed vaginal opening. Find someone with a working one and duplicate it! Shifting around, she realized it was the hard metal of handcuffs! I line the edge of the table up with the markings on the wall and then press a third button on the side of the table. I chose one that showed Sydney’s full body: long black hair, tight sheer black top, silver sparkly skirt, and black high heels. “See, the thing about all good christians” I said I pulled her thong down around her ankles “Is that to be a good christian” – I return my hand to her pubic mound – “one must be willing” – my fingers are now beginning to stroke and probe the openings of her insides – “to serve a god.” I pull my fingers out of her, now damp with her own
