I want it.” She lays on her back and Max gets on his knees on the floor, spreads her legs and begins licking her pussy. Ronny has now moved in front...of you, his long legs straddling the outside of the chair and you look up at him and say, “Uhuh, turn around.” He laughs and says, “whatever you want!” He turns around and is still straddling the chair and you sit up a little, his nice firm ass in your face and his strong, long legs spread open by the chair. You push his back forward while pulling. And wherever: the bedroom, living room, kitchen floor, outside. And as she grew to know him better in the following weeks, her adaptive programming tailored itself to his tastes, becoming submissive, coquettish, at least at first, only becoming sluttish under Tony's "influence".She asked to order clothes; Tony, thoroughly entranced with her, allowed her to open new shopping accounts for herself. Outfits arrived in due course: schoolgirl gear with ivory white blouses, plaid skirts and white. I slid the tube back inside and stood to have a whispered conversation with Gunny as the light waned outside the curtain of water. Suddenly, there was a splash and laughter outside our cave. Everyone instantly flattened against the walls of the tunnel, out of sight. I moved to a spot where a bush grew beside the opening and slowly poked my spy-tube through again. Two guys, two women, clothing left on the rocks. I left the tube where it was and turned to Gunny. A rapid series of hand signals. “Yeah, I’m fine,” Heather whispered back. “Just a bit of a stomach ache,” she lied as she withdrew her hand from between her own thighs. In a matter of minutes, she drifted off to sleep.Heather’s efforts at self-relief might have been successful in the short term, but the next day, she discovered that, if anything, her feelings towards Mandy had only been accentuated. Throughout the morning D-Group session, she couldn’t keep her eyes off her friend. It pleased her to see that Mandy seemed to be.