She planted a soft kiss on my mound, looking up at me to see how I would react. I could only stare wordlessly. Another kiss on my tuft, and she move... her left hand between my legs, parting my wet folds softly with a fingertip. She teased and tantalized my petals, and I bit my bottom lift softly as I watched her work. Finally Rachel moved her head further south, coating my entire sex in a single, slow, wet lick.Rachel used her mouth and tongue expertly, first circling my vulva, leaving soft. "Three sleep cycles should finish the adjustment," Al replied."No. That won't work. If you really feel that it's necessary to expel these toxins, stretch it out over three weeks," Caleb ordered. "If I suddenly lose a lot of weight, questions will be asked. We are going to be watched by General Branch and his crew. We don't need any questions asked right now."Caleb's mind flashed through several scenarios that could occur if he got on the General's bad side. Death was the most pleasant of the. "Forget about everything else. You're on the toilet so close your eyes and block everything else out. You know how badly you have to go. You're on the toilet, you're in the place you always go, this is the right place, so there's no reason to not relax and let it go. Just relax and let it happen. This is the bathroom. This is the toilet. You are alone and you know what to do. You feel yourself relaxing as a familiar feeling in your body takes over. This is normal, this is natural and you do. So we sat there talking and he said "I haven't had sex for twenty years", I did feel sorry for him. I said "Surely you wank?" and he said "Yes but it's not the same doing it for yourself", to which I nodded, he looked sad. I placed my hand on his knee and said I can help you if you'd like, to which he looked at me shocked, "But it'd have to be our secret", he sadly nodded.I moved closer to him on the bench and he just looked at me as I squeezed the inside of his thigh. He sat back and I inched.