Sleep now. You are relaxed,you are comfortable, you are stress free. I want you to imagine all ofyour anxieties, insecurities, distrust, and suspicion... as helium gas, allfloating inside your body. I want you to take a deep breath and exhale,imagine as you exhale that you are blowing up a balloon and you areblowing the helium that is your anxieties and insecurities into thatballoon. Imagine with each exhale the balloon blows to full size and sealsup and floats away. Inhale, exhale, watch your. I had not expected this and it took me a moment to think of an answer. I was relieved that he had not stormed off or tried to dissuade me and grateful that he had not laughed at me and told me I was stupid or some other derogatory thing. I eventually told him that apart from the sexual desire that I felt for the horse, I thought that Rum would like it just like he did when I sucked him. He wanted to know what it was that made me think that Rum enjoyed the oral that I gave after all I had only. Kays outfit for the day was lifting my spirits slightly however. She was wearing a crop top that was showing down under cleavage sans bra, with her nipples poking through her shirt. Following down her flat stomach, I saw she was wearing a very short skirt made out of a rather flimsy material, which fluttered everytime the breeze lifted and came in through the screen door. Again, I wondered if Nick was a zombie not to notice that. How did you sleep? she asked me, with a play of a smile on her. ." she sighed, pushing two fingers in and spreading them back and forth, buttering her virginal muffin from side to side."Oh, Willy," she moaned, "wouldn't you like to lick me here? Don't you want to make me cum against your face?"She pushed up her vest, exposing her hot breasts to the air, kneading one of them forcefully, and slid her other hand even further down into her soaking panties. There was now a little slick of her natural lubricant on the wood."Oh, Willy," she panted, "I'd like to.