I remember at the time, marveling that ten different guys had seen her naked when I reached that figure. That number now seems ridiculous, seeing as m...ny, many thousands of guys have since lusted over her nakedness.After some time, my wife, one night when we were fucking and playing, said, in an anxious voice, “you haven’t shown those photos to anyone have you”?Of course I assured her that I hadn’t, and thought of how the guys loved stroking up their hard cocks while. I did need to let her know that I would stand up for myself,and I wasn't going to take any more of those creeps trying to maul me.I looked up as I sensed a large group of humans passing close enough tothe lake to be an issue if they came looking for water. I had no problemwith the satyrs, nymphs or even the occasional leprechaun I had met here,but I didn't want the humans to find me, at least in unicorn shape. Ichanged back to human myself and made a quick dash across the lake for myclothes. At. The stewardess then squatted down and braced herself next to the door and said, ‘One more tongue for one more hole.’ Then, to Darla’s surprise, Lulu’s strong and rough feminine hands separated her ass cheeks widely, then sniffed tentatively and, now satisfied, snaked out her tongue and began making moist paths up and down Darla’s crack. After a few minutes of this, the stewardess then made small circles around Darla’s anus, causing her to first tighten, and then relax her sphincter, as she. ‘…yes,’ she said vacantly. Just saying it felt amazing, like someone was pressing a hand to the crotch of her slacks and rubbing firmly. She almost wondered where Anna’s other hand was, but wondering was too much like thinking and thinking was too much like deciding and she was too tired to decide anything right now. Anna could do that. She’d rather simply agree with what Anna said. ‘And doesn’t that feel good to you, Betsy, sitting there and letting someone else tell you what to do?’ ‘…yes…’.