She made it with a second or two to spare and quickly returned to stand beside me, check her stockings all the way to the waist in the mirror, and sen...ually check and replace her own makeup. We returned to the bar together, chatting about the noise level of the room. She sat down at the same table I had been sitting at and I found she was the girlfriend of one of the guys I had been talking to for the longest. Slowly, then, the men began to leave. For home and wives. For meals before. Both hands of his moved to the back of her head, feather touching the tanned skin soft as the newest fur of a fawn at birth. Each fingertip moved independently, swirling within a meshing of total control and patterns, finding and fixing on tender spots that triggered fires of delight, moments of laughter, and bubbles of sheer giddiness to her. Her eyes softly closed at these moments, letting herself for the time take delight in each one, still not taking the hand of discipline away, yet daring. Harder. Izzy's fingers in my mind andmine in my cunt bored as deep as they could go.I needed more.For an instant, the fingers in my mind's eye turned into a cock, thorny,impossibly long, green yet pulsing with purple veins. It buried itselfin me to the hilt. I roared.I clenched, gasped, moaned.Came, spurting lubricant.I sat there, panting. My legs and groin were utterly drenched. Myfingers were cramping. Even my tits, which were certainly larger now,seemed to be leaking a tiny bit of clear. As you can well imagine this is a bit inconvenient for me given my current state so i say to her im in the shower could you come back later to which she reply no not really you are my last call of the day and need to do it now ok i say give me a minute ok she says with a cheeky smile i switch of the shower grab a towel round me and head down stairs to open the door as i open the door my towel slips slitly not fully exposing myself but from my current state not leaving the fact i had a huge.