As she worked her toes up she noticed I was pulling one of her moves, no underwear meant her toes had pretty much the freedom to do what they wanted. ...he tickled my balls and yanked my now rock hard cock with her big toe and its neighbor. She stroked me a couple of times with her talented toes only to pull her foot out abruptly and ask the waitress for the check. I told her I needed to use the restroom first. She looked impatient so I decided to be just a little bit naughty, teasing her for a. "Okay, ladies and gentlemen. Let's get started. Tonight's game is 'Guess the Cock.' It's just the reverse of the 'Guess the Cunt' game we played a few months ago. Are all the guys hard now? Good! We've put all the couches in a circle, so ladies, take the seat with your name on it, two to a couch, get yourselves wet, and spread your legs. Guys line up facing the partner you came with, and then move one girl to the right, and we'll start. I've got a timer on this laptop that is set to ring every. I never knew what happened to it. I'm sorry, Stefan. I didn't know." Do not apologize, Lady," Stefan said. "It was not your fault. I ask only for your forgiveness for our abandoning you."She smiled sadly and said, "I forgive you, Stefan Dobrescu. I forgive you and yours for that which was never your fault." Stefan sighed and bobbed his head."Thank you, Lady." He closed the journal and reverently stroked the spine. "I'm the last of the Dobrescues. I am now the keeper of the journal. Before I. I’m afraid they do not fit at all. I’m sorry; I know you were expecting Marguerite.”“You give me too much credit,” replied The Beast. “I had not considered their fit at all. I apologise for my thoughtlessness. Your dress is quite adequate. Please, eat.”The Beast began to eat his food, his unnaturally huge hands wielding his cutlery with surprising delicacy. Tentatively, Rose said, “If it pleases you, I can alter the gowns to fit.” The Beast grunted in what Rose took to be assent.The meal proved.