The feel of her wet pussy made my dick throb. I had to get hard and inflame her lusts.My women needed me. I couldn’t be crushed to death by a naga.�...�Stalling won’t save your life, human,” she said as I craned my head. My face brushed the bottom of her breast. “Do you think your cock will make me melt? That I’ll be one of your women?”“Maybe you’re curious what’s so great about my cock that makes them all pant after me?” I asked.“There’s nothing at all mysterious about it,” she hissed, arching her. .."Jill stopped, leaving the sentence hanging in the air."Or?" Well, I love these," she said as she was holding a pair of black yogapants. "They are light and keep your muscles warm. But..." They are women's." I finished her sentence."Yes. Though, I will admit that I am not sure anyone would care." I...I...am not sure."She looked at me, put the pants down, grabbed my hands and looked at mewarmly, and without a hitch she got closer to me and kissed me gentlybut deeply on the lips. She caught me. However I saw her changing by her reflection in a small mirror and since then wanted to fuck her. She used to often bathe me then, and I used to stand naked in front of her in all my glory and she used to even wash my dick often making it erect and then she would proceed to wash my balls.As I was used to this from before it never used to matter but ever since I wanted to fuck her I used.to get erect even before she touched it and she would even then wash it. My wish however wasn’t fulfilled for. ?Set up there.?I hammer the four stakes into the ground, and lay down on the grass. Anita binds my ankles and wrists to the four stakes. When she finishes, she goes back inside.I feel the grass tickling my back and legs. I try to move, but Anita has tied me tightly. I feel the sun warming my chest, arms, and legs, and wonder if she’ll really leave me out here all afternoon.Anita comes back out wearing a bikini and drags a lounge chair over near me. She sits down and puts sunscreen on her body..