Sly move. Not yet honey.I had myself waxed this morning for you and it's probably the best one I've ever had by pure luck. I want to be perfect for ...ou. I have a very compact vagina with the smallest of slits - Barbie like in appearance. Your breath is hot and moist as you look up at me with the kindest of eyes that tell me I'm safe. You extend your tongue and touch me with the slightest contact, so close to my clit but yet miles away. You're torturing me. Before I can beg you to, you kiss. Ritty lay between her legs still slowly moving her fingers in and out. Enjoying the way Laceys pussy clamped around her fingers when she came. When she wiggled her fingers a certain way she would make Lacey jump and cry. She gave her a couple minutes of a reprieve before she increased the tempo. “Not again, I don’t think I…ohh god” Ritty wouldn’t let her finish. She had already started again. She decided this time she wanted to spend more time teasing her clit. It didn’t get enough attention. The colonel told me I had about a 10% chance ofsurvival and that was about the only human contact I had.It was then that I first transformed. Sitting in that room by myself,waiting to die, I got pretty stressed and scared. My heart was pumpingaround the clock. Whatever I'd been exposed to kicked in about thattime. I remember sweating and then an immense burning and painthroughout my body. I knew I was going to die.But instead of dying, my body began to change. I could feel my frameshifting,. Most people would agree with you on that point. I know a man over in Idaho could give Earle a close run over who made the best, but he won't sell at wholesale to anyone. Sells direct, always has."I ended up buying two thousand pieces for six hundred dollars, with another two hundred and fifty pieces for sampling. J. C. didn't have that much stock on hand ready to deliver, so I took what he had and arranged to pick up the rest in four days.J. C. should have been a fortune teller. Just as he'd.