His long fingers began to make a slow, torturous trail up your inner thighs, almost reaching in between your already drenched legs.You reach behind yo... and grasp his hands tightly. You mutter, “No. Stop.”His eyes flash open suddenly at your refusal. A devilish smile escapes from your lips as you begin your descent slowly down his body.You gently plant kisses down his neck, sucking and nibbling as moans softly rip from his throat. You lick his collarbone, decisively biting him softly a little. She slapped Gale’s bottom with the back of her hand. “Lick her feet”.The brunette put a foot out in front of Gale as she leaned forward and licked it. As Gale’s head was up, the brunette swung her foot under her breasts and flicked them.“No”, pleaded Gail somewhat falsely, her breasts swinging from the impact. She was fully aroused now and parted her thighs more, wanting to display her sex properly.“Not ‘ow’, it’s moo”, said the brunette. “Come on cow, moo for us”.“And lets see you piss. One day, after about three months, Droacner was immersed in one of his regular examinations of my body, searching for hints of retransformation or cause of my poor health. He pulled my skin and massaged my muscles. He checked my eyes and veins. Pressed on various areas of tension. “I still can’t find anything wrong with you. Fresh air and improved appetite seem to have improved your physique, but the sickness remains. You’ve even managed to put on some weight.” He pointed a finger at my belly. “Ever been to a glory hole, Mr. McDougal?” she asked, licking her lips and her fingers, sticking them back through the knothole.“I’ve read about them on the internet,” I laughed. “Something a girl your age shouldn’t know about yet,” sounding like an old grandpa now.Cassidy giggled again. “Come on, Mr. McDougal,” she said seductively. “You’ll like it.”I looked around to see if there was anyone watching. We were somewhat secluded in our back yards. Seeing that Paige’s car wasn’t in the driveway,.