She charmed me alright.I found myself stripping off, breathing heavily, and walking towards her with my cock semi-stiff and aching to be held.“Bend ...ver,” she told me. I bent over thinking that it would go straight up, but she was a lot more experienced than that. I felt her finger push inside my arse. It was lubricated with oils or vaseline, I wasn’t sure which. Then she pushed some more lubrication into me and a few more fingers. She then positioned the dildo at the entrance of my arse and. I just froze, never expecting to be kissed by her. Sheput her tongue in my mouth and in spite of how I wasfeeling, my mouth opened all by itself and my pussy gotdamp. She was playing with my nipples, kissing me likeshe was my lover and try as I might; I couldn’t make mypussy not start dripping. She put her hand between mylegs, ran her fingers over my now soaked pussy, put herfinger in my mouth and told me that she knew I wasgoing to be a good little fuck bunny. I sucked my cunt juice off. "How much do you have?" I am dead. I have nothing." It wasn't quite true, she had some cash - but she couldn't have made too obvious moves to liquefy her assets, as the Inquisition would be through in their search of her supposed murderer. She stared him carefully, concentrating on seeing him. She could have sworn he was transparent. She idly speculated if he truly even existed.He turned to look at her, considering. "So what's your story, then?" What?" What makes you different? I know you're. But I listened attentively as she pulled out the piece of cardboard thatyou always get in a pack of tights or stockings, and rolled my first pairof tights up into a ball. She told me to roll them up my legs with mythumb on the inside and to think in terms of how I would roll them up mylegs if I was wearing fingernail extensions because I would be wearingfingernail extensions soon.I quickly mastered how to roll up my tights and was surprised at how muchwarmer I felt with this flimsy garment.