Chapter Thirty Seven
Cleansing
After many minutes of letting a recalcitrant Christy humiliate herself, I commanded Muffin to cease and again iced Christy’s p***s, the slushy bowl of freezing wet bringing quite the spasmodic lurch upon greeting a turgid p***s seemingly red hot with deviant lust.
The appendage returned to the size of a small noodle, bringing more entertainment, my complete control over the symbol of male virility enthusing Judy Evers.
Yes, she is fascinated, so I invite her to join us for lunch.
But first it is bath time, Christy in need of cleaning after being arduously worked.
While the Posey cuffs cycle in the washing machine, I once again have the naked duo kneel on all fours. They face each other and Muffin immediately begins to affectionately kiss and lick Chris
