Cum still slowly oozing from the end of my cock, you walk over steer me down, again you punish me with that sexy tongue rolling across your lips, and ...hen to my surprise you drop to your knees, and begin running your tongue over every patch that a squirt of my obedience landed, every inch of behaved shaft, every curve of my abiding knob, your wet soft engulfing tongue leaves nothing behind, your lips perched kissing the end of my cock trying to suck any remains from the end, until I see those. Steph knew exactly what sort of treatment she would be getting. Her pussy moistened at the thought. The following evening saw Steph visiting Fitz again. His partner, who happened to be his twin brother, was there this time too. The only way she could tell the difference between the two men was their tattoos. Steve, Fitz’s brother, didn’t have any tattoos on his hands. Fitz took Steph to the back room. They both stripped and Steph lay down on the table. Fitz climbed onto her and, without much. She opened the sugarbowl and revealed it held a slew of hair gizmos; Ally looked through thebarrettes and elastic bands, but most were too small to hold a ponytail.The reason for that was reveled by Cammy, who said, "Do pigtails;they're cuter." My hair is too short for that," Ally said."I think I could do it if you wanted, Ally," Ruth said, "I'm a pigtailpro."Ally smiled and went over to Ruth. She sat him on her knee and brushedhis hair hard. She managed to make two passable pigtails, and. . I'm Ms. Sheridan," Ethan gasped in disbelief.Ethan didn't know how it had happened, but there was no denying that heseemed to have somehow turned into Ms. Sheridan. One minute he justgotten home and was thinking about Ms. Sheridan, and the next thing heknew, he was in what he assumed to be her living room, not to mentionher body."Oh my God," Ethan whispered in realization.He had been thinking about how jealous he was of Ms. Sheridan andeverything that she had. He had even been thinking about.