I won’t put my dick inside it…I swear on my mom’I was pretty desperate at that time.She at last agreed after lots of swearing and promise..I pul...ed down her pyjama and lastly her green panty. It was bushy but much lesser than a guy’s crotch. It was smelling weird but looked really pretty. I couldn’t hold myself and started to touch it…Touched her lips and caressed her clit.I wanted to put my tongue. I really wanted to..And I did…She was taken aback and scolded me.But it was late.I have already. ." Yet there are those times, Empress. We cannot let those unacknowledgedthoughts darken our core personality."Before I could ask how she knew, she placed her two pointer fingerstogether at their tips. I nodded my understanding."At least you have physically experienced most of your memories,Empress. I fear that everything but the last one hundred and sixty yearshas been nothing but virtual- a...um...a dream...a fantasy." She countered."In a way, when I think of Cassie and Samantha, I have. She was walking away from her house, on the lie that her date was having trouble finding the right street, toward a car that was parked around the corner. Another lie she had told her parents was that she was going out with a fictitious boy from her school, instead, Mark sat behind the wheel, her Master waiting for her. His lies were to his wife, telling her that he was going out to a business dinner. There was another lie afoot that night, one that Sarah did not know about, a lie that was Mrs.. ”A few things happened at once; I blushed a little, how could I not, and my eyes turned, really obviously, to take in her body in greater detail; to the extent that I now knew she had six buttons on her shirt.“Do you like what you see?” she asked, directly mirroring my complete lack of subtlety.Silence was probably the correct answer, but the blood was already starting to leave my brain, making its way towards my second head, so I stupidly blurted out, “Oh yes, I mean: fuck yes, I just wish I.