There were no stockings, no garters not even any underwear to impede my exploreation. Only the warm smooth flesh of a woman that was hoping I was adv...nturous enough to find her treasure. Five minutes into the drama on stage, I was lightly tapping then pressing the higher regions of her slit with my finger tips. She was clutching my arm and by the intensity of her squeezes telling me exactly how she wished for me to procede. Her top had loosened and I could just see the puckered hard flesh. Cicero decided to apologize, sort of. “If it’s any comfort, I do feel slightly bad about Veezara. Stupid lizard got in my way! But please tell me that hulking sheepdog has bled to death.”“You forget that werewolves regenerate. He was badly injured, but he’ll recover. And now Astrid will have feelings about him, and not me. Thank you, oh so much for that!”I finally found the room where he was sitting. He was curled up in the corner, as if in severe agony and pain. That might have worked on. This had become my routine. Every day I would just wait for her to come home so that I could see how her boobs looked in the top she wore that day.Here comes my time. It was summer vacations for her son and so he was sent to her mother’s house in Mysore. Now I had to drop only Dhanya every night. My cock used to literally fall off my pants whenever I thought of her.After that, I decided to take one extra step ahead of just recording her video. When she locked the door to change her dress, I’d. It was mostly empty, but there were a few people around taking walks or attending to outside chores. I looked at my options, and eventually settled on a man raking the leaves in his yard across the street and a few houses down. ?Piggy,? I said, ?today we're going to work on your shyness. The only thing my slave should be scared of is me.? I pointed to the man. ?So you're going to walk up to that guy over there, and convince him to fuck you.?Piggy looked down at the man, then back to me,.