“What?! It doesn't look like... you're wearing something lacy under there, aren't you?”I had to stand on my tip toes to get my lips next to his ea.... “Don't be jealous, Bobby-bear.” Just then I noticed Jack standing in the door way to the kitchen. His mouth sat slightly open and he was staring straight at me, his eyes moving up and down my frame. “Wow.” He whispered, barely audible. My heart jumped.“So jealous.” Bobby teased behind me, pushing me toward the kitchen and patting my ass lightly.. We held each other for a few moments longer, looking each other face to face and exchanging a few soft kisses on the mouth: my hands round her upper back and her hands low on my sides, feeling her pelvic bones."I'll certainly have a nice time if you do what you did to me yesterday," she added. She extracated herself from our embrace and turned away casually but with a guilty and cheeky smile."What exactly? What bit do you mean?" I reacted with an equally cheeky smile."You know damn well what I. Think of it – our little Miss Tightass Congress woman actually being addicted to your semen like some common $20 street whore. All because of a chemical that she herself smears on your cock. So, how do we get this man-hating bitch to swallow your cum? I've got a plan for that too, but it must be followed to the letter. When she begins the experiment, tell her you're having trouble getting it up. I know, it's ridiculous, but she'll believe it, thinking she's intimidated you. No doubt you've. "Enough!" she finally gasped. "Please ... enough ... please,"James could see the yellow speckles in her eyes, and they glowed and dimmed.She was trying desperately to keep her identity, to not lose herself to the wolf's instincts, but as he ran his hand down her arm, a strip of red fur boiled to the surface.Iris whimpered. "Please," she whispered again, and the fur retracted again, as she fought for control.He ran a hand down her spine, and the fur reared up, only to retract again as she.