She reaches in, pulls it out. It is a pink creature that looks like a blind eel, with heavy balls hanging in an exaggerated scrotum from its hind end....It squirms in her hand and wiggles struggling vainly in the woman’s grip as she smiles down at me.Then she drops it on my belly with a wet thump. I freeze trying to suppress a shudder as my eyes widen in horror.It wriggles there, pushing it’s way down, until it is bumping and rubbing at my mound, then it begins to press into my body with firm. She smiled, winking to him as he grasped it, then she spun away from him. The veil unwound from her waist, slithered free of her body to fall fluttering to the sand at his feet. She danced away, hair flaring out behind her in waves of auburn fire. ‘Ten gold coins!’ yelled a drunken voice. Lynn tossed her head, dancing now in wild freedom. Silent moans escaped her red lips in sheer joy of the music as her feet pounded out the beat. Her naked body glowed with her exertions, hips brazenly inviting. "I thought you'd never ask," she said, "I was about to ask you."She greeted me at her door in a light blue dress that showed almost enough cleavage to get her arrested and ended well above her knees. She entered my little, old Mercedes 190 SL roadster properly, her incredible rear first, then she swung in her long perfect legs.We went to a trendy, upscale restaurant where they knew me, so we had a good table and excellent service. When I told her I would order a vegetarian meal, she asked me. With other plans, I started to pull out, from 5 balls in, groan, kitten moan. 4 balls, grunt, kitten moan, 3, 2. Her little slit was red and engorged, and still very wet and slick. As I started to pull the last ball out, she could tell what I was doing, the most surprising thing happened. Two slender, stocking clad legs raised up, and I could feel silk of her stockings, followed by the satin of her heels on my bare ass. Then those slender, tiny little legs, showed remarkable strength, pulling.