She dips 2 fingers inside herself and slowly withdraws strands of her love juice stretch from her fingers to her enticing hole, she buries her fingers...deep to the knuckle then takes them out for me to view. I struggle and try to pull myself free of my bonds, I wrench and wriggle but to no avail, I sigh in despair as she smiles at me, pins and needles in my fingers tell me I might have tried too hard in my attempts. Lynn leans to her right and picks up my lunch box and rummages through it.. I arrived right on time, he saw me approach and he opened the door and quickly directed me to the bathroom as we had agreed, so I could dress and assume the sissy role before we formally introduced.I dressed in a leapord print mini skirt with purple leapord print assless panties and a pair of black sheer leggings with purple trim and bows, with a purple mini tank top and bleach blonde fuck me wig. I'd done my lips in bright red lipstick and modestly applied some blush and eyeliner, I naturally. . and when that greasy bastard made his play for Mrs. Dutton, I couldn't stand it any longer." Harry, I don't how you knew... and I wish there was some way I could thank you. Please call me Laura, won't you?" Yes, Mrs. Dutton... I mean..." Laura, I'll start from the beginning..." But the tall man was interrupted by the sound of the chimes at the door."Just a second, Laura, that must be our breakfast. He rose and pushed a button by the bar and the front door opened.They spoke very little as the. “It looks like you had a hard ride,” she said brightly to Annabelle. Then she started getting Nicole out of the ponygirl tack. When she finally had the boots and gloves off of Nicole she said, “I’m going to have to have mare clean these.” She looked at Nicole and continued, “There seems to be a lot more than just sweat on these.”“Long story,” Annabelle said. Then she looked at Nicole and asked, “If you were truly a horse, what should be done?”Nicole thought for a moment and then said, “If I.