I almost dropped the glass when I felt a touch on my pussy, and I gasped, the smile in Catherine’s face telling me all I needed to know. A toenail s...ratched over my pussy lips, up and down, first the left side, then the right. Little ripples raced over my stomach. Then the toe wiggled its way between my lips and trailed upwards, and my pussy, still slick and sensitive from earlier, was heating up immediately. A low moan escaped my throat, ending in a gasp when the toenail trailed over my. Milen (pronounced Mil-lend) was a Lili even older than Delilah, Mom's best friend. She must've had so much knowledge, much power to bear in giving us a hard time. She's also a unicorne, judging from the lack of horns visible from my sight angle which suggested that she got a single horn at the back of her head, like Mom's third horn.Shaina stuttered, apparently unable to find an excuse for her childish behavior. As the sound of Milen's foot tapping on the soft ground become louder, I can sense. First he had me pick up my legs and he scooped out large piles of sand from underneath them. Then he put my legs into the holes he had dug and covered them over. The sand was cool and moist, and actually felt good on me.He then dug out large trenches to my sides and put my arms in them, covering them as well. Finally he reached playfully under me and scooped out a little sand, but not that much. He then started covering my torso, but he did it more lightly, so that there was only a thin. She herself though she was nothing special. She thought she was average looking. When people would stare at her, she would often turn around to see who was behind her, so sure she was that they weren’t looking at her. She was often told she was pretty. She guessed it was probably true. At least based on the stares of hate she sometimes got from other women. The women who were her friends often complimented her on her clear skin, her perfectly arched eyebrows, and her straight Roman nose. She.