You want this just as bad as I do." She shook her head, denying it, even as her legs edged wider apart. His tongue continued to torment her hot flesh,...finding her button at the top of her cunt. When he licked his tongue over her clit, she bucked and came up off the hood. "Oh my God. Please." "Please what? Beg me. You know you want to." Her tears began anew. "No, please stop. I, I don't want this. You have to let me go." Even as she said the words, her body betrayed her with an electric tingle. This community has been dealing with this cursefor a long time."Stephanie seemed to feel better with that answer.The waitress started bringing out their orders and after they got themthey all started eating.The conversation as they were eating became light-hearted and somejoking and laughing.Donald occasionally would sense Susan to be staring at him and hewould look and she would give him a quizzical expression.They finished eating and they got up and Donald got the check but Alansaid he would. I wiggle my toes gleefullyanticipating more feminisation. Jill heats up some odd appliance andmy long hair is tonged into ringlets. She then brushes them out forwhat she called a messy wavy look. She pinned it loosely at the napeof my neck and added grips strategically. I couldn't see what she wasdoing but it felt great. I felt like a cat with the cream as theyfussed over me, the girls chatting animatedly as they make-up myface. Twenty minute later I've a soft foundation, startling longlashes,. “No, it isn't. Feels pretty great too,” he smiled, stroking my face. Was he huge, like the studs in the letters and stories? I don't know. I do know he is way bigger than my husband and the look and shape of his dick seemed so much more erotic to me. Maybe I was just imagining things, but he had me from the mere sight of his dick, and the brief taste lingering in my mouth just added to my sexual desire.He nudged me back onto my elbows. My legs came apart of their own volition as his big hand.