Gently cupping and caressing as I move my hand over her, I feel her tense under me. I shift and move away moving further across the room. No one has o...served us. It seems miraculous given the heat I can feel from her gaze and the discomfort of my very hard cock.She is looking for me now. Her eyes searching the room until she settles on me. I have met someone I know and we are idly chatting as we sip our drinks. Kerrie has returned to her conversation leaning against the open window sill. She. She looked on to further relish and inspecther work at once again feminizing her neighbor boy Timmy.He dangled tightly from the lacing bar as he blubbered into the tightball gag. "Mffff!" he protested as he hung there looking at Madge wideeyed through the tight, glassy nylon hose that was stretched tightly overhis head and face. He struggled and pulled at the ropes once again butonly caused them to creak. The breast forms jiggled in the tight pinksatin brassiere and the floaty layers of the. It was a very nice meal, and filled the “hole” in my stomach. But my cock was getting impatient, I told her my imagination was really wandering, and what did she have in mind for later. She said we need to go, as she had an overpowering itch that needed scratching. After arriving back at her place, we both showered, and sat in her living area, sipping on some fine scotch, she on one side of the coffee table seated in a small sofa, I on the other. I parted my knees, exposing my semi hard cock,. I managed to kill the fucking bear, dress him out and get the meat into the ice cave, and even managed to save most of the oats. Now this! What the fuck am I going to do? No way in hell is that wild animal going to let me even touch that foot, let alone do anything to help it heal – if there is anything I can do. But dammit, she obviously needs help. Unconsciously, while quietly grumbling aloud, he went about preparing their meal. Then, after another glance at the wolf, spoke to her for the.