And, being multi-orgasmic has a certain soothing quality to it that tells you, 'Yeah, you're okay.'Sunday came and went without notice. I drove to the...river near the landing and ran a few miles; the path starts near Meriwether's restaurant and winds through the trees up to Burnt Creek. The air was warm, and the monotony of putting one foot ahead of the other at a steady pace was helpful in numbing my mind. Bedtime was another self-loving session with several orgasms—three as I recall—and sleep. She recognized her friend Silor and called out to him.He turned enough to see who it was that had called out to him. Seeing it was Tama, he waved back but did not have a chance to do anything else. The Bard instructor started tapping his drum lightly and they all vanished in a cloud of stirred up dust and leafs. Tama sighed and reported that her sector was clear of intruders at this time. She knew she would have to head back out in an hour so she headed to the mess tent and got a small loaf of. Her long legs now ended in a well-curved ass. Although she had an hourglass figure, when viewed from behind, her tits never did seem to grow much.What changed even more was her look. The plain hair was now a flowing mane that always seemed perfect whether it was styled or just pulled back into a ponytail. Her makeup perfectly complimented her light freckles instead of trying to hide them. Ugly glasses were replaced with contact lenses. Baggy, plain looking clothes were replaced with ones that. His cock swelled under Madame's touch. She smiled at Jules and took hold of his rising penis, pulling and rubbing it until it was fully erect. She pulled the foreskin tightly down and studied the head. "Look Jules, this is where we will concentrate our punishments." Both women studied his glans, their faces a few inches away. Jules pinched the tip to opened the hole. "I'm sure we can find something to shove in there if he displeases us" she said. The two women smiled and turned away. Paul.