Now go.?With that she slowly lowered on Christine’s face, and when her slave’s tongue slid inside her pussy, she closed her eyes and groaned, sque...zing her breasts with her hands.When Christine was finally allowed to go to the toilet (only after she was untied, cleaned everything up and fed her Mistress with scrambled eggs and salad), she sat on the bowl and carefully touched herself where the dull pain was throbbing. Her fingers felt rough thick stitches across her pussy lips: only a small. I told her to lie on the bed with her legs hanging off the side. After she laid down I leaned over and took one of her nipples into my mouth and gently ran my tongue across her nipple causing it to instantly become rock hard and her to softly moan. I teased that nipple for probably two more minuets before continuing on to the other one giving it a similar treatment. Then I slowly kissed my way down her perfect abs before reaching her treasure. I parted her legs and teased her outer lips before. This mind contained memories of her existence before her arrival on Earth. The images were quite vivid, but the concepts were alien, as well as the language Elaine was thinking in right now.‘Praetor, help me,’ Annalisa whispered in her mind as she gazed at the being who was so obviously more than just her sister.“Ejah!” Elaine cried out, then collapsed in tears and lay sobbing on the ground.Annalisa jumped up and grasped her sister, holding her tightly as she obviously grieved.‘Praetor, tell me. "I started reading the works of Alan Watts. ?The Way of Zen,' ?Tao, TheWatercourse Way,' and ?Taoism: Way Beyond Seeking,'" I said, as I beganbroiling the fish."So Zen and Tao caused you to start cross-dressing?" she asked throughlaughter."No, not at all," I said defensively. "Years ago, back in my collegedays, I dated a theatre major. We'd arranged to have dinner after aproduction. While I waited for the performance to end, I looked aroundthe costume storage room. An ornate Elizabethan costume.