“So you planned this?” I asked. “Yes,” she smiled. I walked over to her and placed my hands around her thighs. I leaned in for a kiss, which...Emma returned. I slowly pulled her shirt up. Emma was still nervous, so I made sure to go slow. As the bottom of her shirt almost reached her tits, I stopped. “Are you ready?” I asked. Emma just looked at me and nodded. I pulled her shirt off. I stared at her small tits, which were still concealed by her red bra. “I know they’re not as big as. Lena was awash in tingling euphoria, she felt feverish, her cheeks as red as they had ever been. He gripped her hips with his hands, large enough to wrap around her lower body, his claws meeting across her belly as they sank into her flesh. She reached behind her, her hands gripping his rough scales with a kind of desperation wherever they could find purchase, as if she was holding on to him for dear life.Surely he wouldn’t take her here, up against the wall? Would that be disrespectful to. You make me destroy myself. This is fun." She tried to burrow into his shoulder. Then she heard Cindy making a small noise nearby. Jan looked up with a sigh and reached her hand out languidly.Cindy carefully put the martini into Jan's hand and said in imitation of a British lady's maid, "Does milady wish her servant to bring the glass up to her lips?"Jan's eyes flashed but she replied in a languid voice, "Thank you so much, Cynthia, but I believe I can drink it by myself — at least for a. I asked when Phil had shown him the photos, apparently only a couple of days after they were taken and Phil had told him that the thought of the 3 guys fucking me really turned me on. I was wearing some black seams today and Jim commented that he had noticed I had dressed for the trip home with Phil. He asked if I was disappointed he had to leave early, and then told me he loved the photos and wondered how I fealt with them up on his screen. I could feel my nipples stiffening and moisture.