If you haven’t read part one, you might need it to appreciate part two. Part One seems to have struck a chord with a number of readers. (Thanks, all...) I am comforted to know that those who disliked part one will not be back, so I’ll address some of the issues raised in the comments. Please remember that Liz VOLUNTEERED for the treatment, knowing full well what would happen to her. Tom TRUSTED Darla, they’ve been friends for years. And Tom will likely spend the next few parts of this saga. He’s always attracted to the scent of me, especially after I’ve had sex. He loves the taste of our combined release. Add to that blood from my hurts, and he should have no problems giving me what I need. EAT ME! DOG FUCKING EAT ME!!!! I need it now! I need relief and you’re the only fucking thing available because I can’t fucking touch myself. I just can’t do it!The dog buries his cold wet nose right in between my pussy lips and sniffs. Yes!Tentatively the dog takes a little lick. I. Maa bohut gussa ho gayi.Mom:Ye sab kya hai?Me: Mom control nahi huaa. Please aap mujhe hilaa kar bhi diya karo naa please mom. Ab maa bhi rang chuki thi mere sath.Mom: Lekin main muh mein nahi lugi.Me: Thik hai.Raat mein hum sab sone ki taiyari kar rahe the. Tab maine mom ko bola ki aaj pink wali sexy nighty pehno aur bra panty mat pehnoMom: Pagal hai kya tu?Maine kaha, “Waise bhi main upar se karne wala hu. Toh kyu tension le rahi ho? Aapke panty ke wajah se mujhe jalan hoti hai lund pe. Apne. We are happy and that's what is important." We went inside to the ladies who were finishing the other preparations and sitting at the table talking. Dad said, "The steaks are grilling nicely. Have you accomplished anything so we have something to go with it?"He was roundly booed. I kept my mouth shut. When two women get along, their husbands not only don't constitute an equal vote, they don't even represent a sizable minority! I went back out and turned the steaks. I went back inside to be.