I gently ran my fingers over them. I felt another shock as I did so, and another moan escaped my lips.I eased my hand inside the top of my knickers, e...joying the feel of my pubic hair. I slipped a finger into my crevice, and felt the slick stickiness there. I closed my eyes and the image of Judy over my lap, legs slightly parted with her swollen vulva on full display came into my mind.Bending my knees, I pushed two fingers right into my cunt, making sure they were coated with my sticky. Ohh, I can smell you from here.”I just looked down and continued rubbing. I hated it but I couldn’t help notice how wet it was and how it got even more so by the minute. My breathing intensified a bit and he asked me to stop and put my fingers in my mouth. I did as he said and was just holding them in. He then told me to suck on them until I clean all the juice off. This was so demeaning but I had no choice so I complied. -“Do you like the taste Jasmine?”“No… Please let me stop…” I said, with. . because ofthe circumstance in which you died, we're letting you pick a new playingpiece. But the game's still going to be the same as it was before, withthe same blessings and dangers." |=-+-=|The lake had faded, and all I saw was featureless white. I sat down uponthe floor -- well, I couldn't really see a floor, but whatever I wassitting on, it supported me. My guide joined me there."Will I remember my old life?" You can." She looked at me gravely. "Many. But then he noticed Donnie Turnbull and his gang having a laugh about something. He started to wonder and then it hit him. "Mr. Larry, I think I might know where your balls are." Hugo took Larry's hand and took him into the locker room. Once inside, Hugo had let go of Larry's hand and went to the dirty underwear hamper. He reached inside and started throwing underwear around until he had found what he was looking for. “Gottem, Mr. Larry!”, he shouted triumphantly."No need to be so formal Hugo,.