Don’t you think it would be amazing?” Her pussy smiled. Her labia massaged her clit just enough to keep Stephanie on the brink.“Oh fuck, please ... can’t,” Stephanie pleaded as she pressed her palm against her revolting vagina to no effect.“Haha, come on, honey. You know deep down you want it. Aren’t you the least bit curious?” Her pussy licked her hand and lapped her clit to tease her.“I-I-I-I-I-I can’t. As you know I’m a virgin. A toy like that would be painful. Also, what if Mom found out?”. Its been so long, since I've tasted flesh'As she’s still cradled in his arms, he puts his penis away. He opens his maw to release three tongues. The tongues taste her face all over again, her neck, trace her jaw, trace her nipples through her shirt, trace her belly button.She heard it shudder out, ‘You’re beautiful’ in rasps. The tongues back up a little, all three spout small nails, sharp and double edged. One ripped her shirt in half from belly button to collar, on rips through her shorts on. I had a beautiful girl back home and was content just to know I still had it. The conference was coming to a close and finished off with a final dinner. It was held in an extensive hall, with hundreds of tables set out across the floor. I had a few drinks outside and watched the sunset, making small talk with some of the other attendees, before they asked people to go inside and take their seats. I followed in and took a seat at an empty table, which soon started filling up. Some of the people. If I hadreally had eyes in that disembodied state. Then -- suddenly -- I did have eyes. I felt fleshsurround me, contain me, again, and it felt...wonderful. I was sitting in a chair. My arms -- _my_ arms -- tiedbehind my back. I was blindfolded and gagged, too.Jaime Velasquez had certainly known how to tie someoneup. He certainly had. I had to laugh when I thought that,gag or no gag. I heard shouts from someplace. "Mr. Velasquez...Jaime... is everything all right in there?" When therewas no.