All over the place with his big wide tongue. It sounds very very wet indeed. And she moans softly, writhing a little under his onslaught – clearly e...joying herself.Hands over her face, she continues to enjoy the dog’s tongue as he licks away at her pussy. Gradually relaxing – she moves one hand down from her face and begins to play with one of her strange little boobs, cupping and squeezing it, pinching the erect nipple between two fingers. Moaning softly as Goliath’s tongue works its. "You look different, but no less gorgeous," I said, she blew a kiss inthe mirror."What did she do to my hair?" I asked as the cascade of thick lusciouscurls fell on to my shoulders and curled onto the top of my back."She's just fitted some new extension's, don't worry they come out quiteeasy but you'll never notice that you have them," she replied.I looked at my nails. "And these are just positively talons," I saidlooking at the long sharp sculptured nails."I'll be lucky if I can pick anything. Her two well build helpers held Michael firmly by his arms, painfully, by the grip alone letting him know there was no way to escape the treatment, kneeling before her.She put Down the chains on the floor, and after removing the collor of his, she readied small earplugs in his ears and put on him the Black thick full hooded leathermask on him, the mask was such, it covered the entire head and neck, with the possibility of locking it, which she did.The mask had could be fitted with blindfold and. . the misogynists laughed ... and trapped flies. It helped that she bounced out of her bodice a couple three times.“Grace,” I whispered in her shell like ear, “When did you get boobs?”“Two weeks ago, when you asked me,” she grinned. “Lansing has a great plastic surgeon.”“Never tell me your ass is plastic, too.” I said ... that would be a travesty.Grace kept dancing.“Well?”“Well, what?”“Is it or not?”“What?”“Plastic.”She kept dancing.Back at our assigned table, we were inundated by the male.