“That’s it,” he encouraged me, “Rub your lips all over it. Now use your tongue – let me see what a good little cock-sucker you are.” Still...holding his gaze, I began to lick the long black handle up and down using the tip of my tongue. Watching him watch me was making my pussy drip, so I slid my free hand down there. I had barely touched my slit when he told me to stop.“Now that you’ve got that flashlight all wet, why don’t you just shove it up that wet little gash of yours?” he suggested. “Nice. .. the idea of a teenage girl without her cell phone at her side in this day and age was unheard of. Shit... would she really harm herself in any way? Bree really didn't think so but who knows in a situation like this. As if anyone had ever been in a fucking situation like this she thought. This had to be unprecedented right? The shame her sister had felt in all of those entries. Her confusion and her attempt to keep her dirty secret, all of it had come into the light... all because of her. She. ”I did and the system went through the whole hygiene cycle and as I stepped out I checked myself in a mirror field. The machine had dressed me in the Class A Formal dress, reserved usually for flag officers, with shiny black boots, black pants and high collared uniform jacket. The left side of my chest was filled with ribbons and actual medals, not the usual ribbon display. On the right side the Devastator stylized as a small silver pin. But the machine had also put a billowing black fur. Immediately Deborah stretched out along his back and nuzzled his ear."Good morning, lover!" she whispered into it.Richard moaned again and tried to turn to face her but she prevented him."You look nice. You taste nice and you smell nice," she continued in a whisper. "But I want to examine the front as well." Well, let me turn over," he mumbled."Only if you'll go and have a pee and let me do my thing. I don't want to be disturbed." OK!"She climbed off him and Richard turned to look at her.