It was heaven.As his tongue worked wonders on my pussy he applied pressure to my rear entrance with his middle finger. I felt him reaching into me and...I inhaled sharply. His fingers were very long. I thrusted my pelvis into his face, responding to his touch better than he could have imagined a virgin like me could do.He was in beyond his knuckle when I felt daring. I bucked back on his finger and sent him the rest of the way in. His tongue was deep inside my pussy and his whole finger was in my. It's me. You can see me. Though right now I'm keeping others here from seeing me." You're not just in my mind though, right. You actually look this way, physically?" I told you before. I can look however I want to look. If I don't fix it, my looks sometimes drift through a wide variety, I'm probably doing that now." (In fact he had drifted to a muscular Viking look, long blond hair, deep blue eyes, bulging muscles straining the Armani jacket.)"Wow," Debbie drooled, "all your looks are good. Can. Sometimes I thought I did, but it was fleeting. She went on. “It changes when they are in different positions. Right now, it’s really bright where Annette is petting Arthur’s head. I mean, they are touching in lots of places, but that is where the aura is focused,” Morgan said. Kendra looked at us and then turned her chair around to face away. She focused on what Morgan was saying. That was good, because neither Annette nor I could hold a pose like Kendra could. We constantly shifted a little. Now, she was providing a wonderful peek-a-boo illusion. He slid her skirt up over her hips, tucked her blouse in, and zipped it up. Yes, a much-improved vision was now projected by Emma. Her breast still rather firm, and just seeing the outline of her nipples against the silk, she would now have men taking a second glance at her as she walked by.Then keeping her standing there, her hands at her sides, he moved to stand right in front of her. Looking deep into her eyes to make sure he had her.