I hauled her forward until her butt was at the edge of the table and she had to lean back on her elbows. The dress was mostly bunched around her waist...and her knees were still wide to show me that eager wet beaver. I slid a single finger into her slit to tease her some more and she dropped her head back, gasping.I pulled away again when she was almost ready to cum and went to the refrigerator, hoping the whipped cream was still there. I shook up the can and sprayed a design onto the bare thighs. Through his eyes it is like a dreamscape and nothing is real except for the bliss coursing through his body.The feeling of being summoned has only increased and so has the need to reach the tree. The only thing Mark is unsure of is whether it is all because of the tree or partly because of Ms. Savile. Either way, it doesn’t matter as he clears the last of the trees into the small clearing of grass where the lithe tree sits.As soon as he stumbles into the clearing four tentacles are already. After talking it over with me Anne said she was intrigued by the whole idea, and admitted his body interested her one part of it at least.On the appointed day and time Anne walked into the cafe' looked around to see if there was anyone she already knew, at a table in the rear she saw a young man with a single red rose on the table smiling at her, he looked familiar but she couldn't think from where. As Anne the young man introduced himself and presented her with the rose, it seems Terry had. "... I'm not sure I can make it this Saturday." You will be at the appointed place at the appointed hour or you will never hear from us again." Please I..." Do not be late." came the voice a final time then hung up.Sondra stood immobilized, the dial tone buzzing."Who was that, honey?" came Brad's voice from the other room."Uh... just a wrong number," she answered.Sondra spent a very sleepless night agonizing over the decision she was to make. Should she opt for the trip with Brad and the.