It was such a helpful number to have. "Other messages?"Lily promptly replied, "One new message from Sam Orange. Subject: Great Time Last Week - Again?...- Would you like to open the message?" Later," Gabrielle replied. Sam was a friend ... a friend who was always ready and willing for a good time. Gabrielle hadn't committed herself to a boyfriend and Sam was eagerly able to fill the temporary physical role that she needed for her own relief."Next message?" Final Message," Lily paused for a moment. .He shrugged his shoulder and let her head slide down onto the silken sheets, moving her arm from his chest, going as slow as he could manage so as not to wake her. Once his upper body was free, he sat up, Isabelle stirring and murmuring as he pushed his hands beneath her fat tail.The blue scales weren’t quite as rough as they looked. They felt like the pebbles at the bottom of a stream bed, bumpy when taken together, but smooth individually. They were so pretty, their hue changing from blue to. " I reached for it and was about to pick it up when it hit me. This was a line that maybe I didn't want to cross.It's not that Julie was terribly secretive, at least my spouse and I didn't think she was. Sure, there was stuff we didn't know about--she was a teenager, after all--but we were pretty certain we knew the important things. There were some things we really liked knowing. Maybe it's kinky, but more than once we'd seen her with Stephanie or William, and it was pretty evident that this. Most men never learn how to do this right."With that she directed his face to her crotch, where he sniffed and licked until she was grinding against him. Her white panties became so soaked that he could see the dark bush beneath it. He could feel the heat beneath the thin material, and the wonderful smell only drove him wilder.Finally he couldn"t take it no more and he ripped the lace panties from her body, burying his face between her legs. His tongue found its way inside her, almost.