Isabelle threw the French knickers down on the ground and stormed over to sit by Deborah, fuming. After a minute or so, Deborah closed the magazine an... put it down by her side."Listen, you little pussy, you're going to do exactly what we say, and if you don't, I'm going to tell everybody you know, all of your family and friends exactly what you've been up to." Please, I'll do anything you want, anything." I got up on my elbows; apparently there was a glimmer of hope."Oh, I know you will,. When she did that, Dick's eyes suddenly fell to the top of her blouse. She had the usual two buttons opened. Recently Dick tried to not look at this for fear of how she would react, but tonight he was losing the inner fight with himself. It was always tough but this was worse than usual. Her blouse was so tight that he not only could see the swollen mounds at the top of her exciting young breasts, but there were also additional problems; the biggest one being that because of the blouse's. " He started moving his hand down my side, then over towards my middle. I shivered and moaned. I knew what he was going to find. I didn't want him to discover it, but I was helpless to stop him, helpless to even speak.He slipped his fingers over my fuzzy pubic mound, and my legs spread involuntarily, allowing them to run over my slit. I groaned as he touched my clit, and he let out a huge belly laugh. "You're not wet; you're soaked! How turned on by all this are you?"I just blushed and turned. I lay there for a while cuddling with her. Her kissing seemed to improve even more. When I broke the kiss, she looked at me with her lovely dark chocolate complexion and dark eyes. "By the way, my name is Longa." I know. Nahla told me." May I ask you a question, my mate?" Yeah." Why did you change me so much?" I wanted you for a mate, not the village whore."She sighed. "Do you really have a thunder stick?" Yes." Are you a god?" No. Neither is the man who changed you." He said he was a god and.