Classy Bitch - Clit, Nip, Nip - Clip, Snip, Snip
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[F]Clit, Nip, Nip - Clip, Snip, Snip Submission Date: 2011-02-05 By: Classy Bitch [Clitorectomy] [Cannibalism]
Sushi on the body, for the body, and from the body.
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Payton of Montreal was M's first wife. She was wise, except that even so, M helped her meet her demise. That end would begin another story, and we will get to it some day soon, so for now let me tell you the interesting tale of body modifications many admired on Payton's body while it was still alive.
It began on a cold winter night in Montreal where even in July there are cold winter nights. It was dark. And it was cold, did I say that? Well, it is an important detail because cold brings out the nipple in a woman, and that was required on this cold dark night in Montreal.
Payton was one of those cute little French Canadian Freaky Fuckers; they took the name from a hockey team I think. Her group was all lez, all BDSM, all the time. It was her night to be the nude sushi model for the Freaky Fuckers.
Twenty talented lez tongues would be teasing and tasting her sushi nudeness all night long. Payton was ready, willing, and tabled - back down on an ornate platter and smoother than smooth after a day in the spa to remove all her hair, from head to toe and from the perfect pussy somewhere between.
Nips and clit were hard from the cold eroticism and the electric mysticism of loving female fingers dancing all over her nakedness. Her BDSM sisters were shapely and shadowy and nude within their black diaphanous gowns, a touching vision Payton enjoyed peripherally during their tactile tango on her tits, on her clit, on her lips and on every wonderfully curved centimeter of her feminine cuteness.
She was almost ready for the sushi to be laid out over her. One last touch - well, actually three to be precise. The Head Lez had a surprise on her female menu tonight. While the other BDSM girls squeezed and pulled out Payton's trembling nipples and clit, the Head Lez used a surgical tool to bind stainless steel clips at the base of each erotic projection, new body jewelry to remain where the flesh parts would go.
The sushi was served. Lez tongues waltzed Payton into a frenzied orgasmic state. Lez fingers traced their love and Payton advanced from orgasmic state to orgasmic trance, and then it was time. Time for three last bites, time for orgasms numbers 37, 38, and 39.
They happened simultaneously. The Head Lez positioned herself with her razor-toothed hungry mouth over Payton's sweetly swollen and surgically banded clit while two of the most beautiful lez babes tore off their robes and hovered their snipping and snapping pearly whites over Payton's sweetly swollen and surgically banded nipples.
Oh what a night when the three lesbians began their final bites. One bloody clit down the hatch, two bloody nips soon to follow. Before the swallow, though, they savored and they swapped. Even Payton got a brief but delightful taste of her own cunt cuisine topped with her beautiful breast points in blood sauce.
"Ooo la la," Payton sighed as torch light glistened off the body art that was Payton herself, now highlighted with three newly shining accessories replacing clit, nip, and nip.
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