The tests are running, and in a few minutes we will see just how much potential you have, sweet heart." My heart skipped a beat at the words 'sweet h...art'. "I am sure that you are angry with me for tricking you" he said, "but your saliva samples were just too promising. Combining the samples I took with the questionnaire you so honestly answered - all great answers by the way - and you just might be our perfect subject." "Our?" I asked, confused. A beep came from his computer, and he. I want to lick people.”“I want to be your pet.” That’s what June said. That is not what I thought June would say. I thought she would say yes.I knew June liked to play pet games. I liked to be her master.I did not believe her. “You want to be my pet all the time?”June looked sad. “It’s a crazy thing to say.”I shook my head. “No. It’s the perfect thing to say.” I told June that she could be my pet. “But, I have to give you a pet name.”I told her that pets don’t wear clothes. Pets don’t use. He asked me if I felt ok now and I said yes but please be gentle. He slid in and out in very short gentle strokes but eventually he got faster and began longer deeper strokes until he was fucking my ass as hard as Tom had fucked my vagina. I pushed my body upwards , resting my hands on Tom's shoulders and when I did Cheryl slid her head between Tom and I and started to suck my nipples. Oh my God, I had never had a woman touch me before and wit Tom still in my vagina and Colin driving in and out. I sit on the bed and roll up one stocking at time, sliding them onto my legs. I love the feel of the nylons against my skin. I attach the garters to the stockings and adjust the tension on the hooks. Next on is a tiny lacy thong which make my cock feel wonderful. The thong's back sliding into my ass-crack is an added bonus. I then put on a slinky black jersey mini-dress, which allows a peek at the white skin at the top of my stockings. I put on my brunette wig with the little flip at the bottom.