She whimpered into the pillow she hugged, her butt-cheeks clenching about my face. I swirled my tongue faster through her bowels, whipping her up to a...froth as I plunged my fingers faster and faster into her dripping snatch.“You naughty lamia! Ooh, such a good kitty-cat!”I was.I rubbed harder at my pussy with my tail, my body shivering. I curled my fingers in her pussy, searching for that special spot. When her bowels clenched on my tongue and her cunt on my fingers, I knew I had it. I attacked. He does all of that nightly to prepare for his feast. Shining in the soft candlelight, completely relaxed, I will spread my legs as he kneels before my holy altar. My temple is his place of worship. I have prepared a challis from which he can drink the sweet nectar of the gods. Softly, he spreads my lips and he inhales the scent of my pussy. Content to just luxuriate in my special fragrance for a moment, he will take in all the details of my divine core: the soft lips, the folds of flesh that. Feelings of guilt washed over me. I had liked what I had done with the young twins, but knew that I could never, ever do something like that again. It was my little rebellion from the staid marriage in which I was living. If found out, I could get into big trouble. I trusted Beth and knew that if she ever discovered my secret, she would keep it to myself but I didn't dare let anyone else know.I also felt the most tremendous sense of guilt over my betrayal of Gary. True, our marriage was. ”I nervously turn the handle and push the door open. It’s a storeroom full of shoeboxes from floor to ceiling. Bell touches me on my shoulder. “Slowly. I got your back, baby.”I move inside. Bell closes the door. There are two large shelves then a door in the corner. Standing next to the door, I can make out a hooded figure. I notice a hand raising up and a clean light the size of a marble flick out and rise up.I can see the face. Deep red eyes. Lupine face, smooth skin, full lips, and a tall,.