However, my arousal was increasing. My nipples hardened under your touch, my clit was throbbing as if to say, ’Don’t forget me!’I closed my eyes... purring with delight. You always know what helps. All of a sudden you licked my right nipple, as your fingers rolled, and pulled at the left one."Mmmmmm, yes, I do love a titty man!"You moved downward with a feathery touch. You spread my legs, rubbed my abdomen, the inside of my thighs, my ass, and totally ignored my now drenched pussy. Your fingers. ”“Just start at the beginning” intoned George Flynn. “Just start at the beginning.”Susan sighed then carried on with... “Well, you see, we missed the bus because Principal Jordan needed to see us about something. And because you guys were working late we had to walk home or call a cab but neither of us has any money and cabs are expensive and...”“You still could have called me at work” butted in Susan’s step-father. “I could have organized and paid for the cab from there.”“Yer, well, we didn’t. "Stephanie's heart skipped a beat. "As hermaphrodites?" Perhaps," the sculptor said. "Ovid's poem may have created, in verse, whathas not been captured in ivory, bronze, or marble, although the Louvre'sBorghese Hermaphoditus may come close." The Borghese Hermaphoditus?" she repeated."A life-size, reclining figure, in marble, of the mythical character, itsform derived, in part, from ancient carvings of the goddess Venus and, inpart, from feminized versions of Dionysus. From the back, it is the. My cunt exploded. Pleasure. Rapture. Passion. Electricity. Sensations overpowered me. My muscles contracted. I stumbled back, catching myself on the post, panting as my body trembled in small aftershocks. Her face was a mess. Tears ran out of her eyes, pussy cream and urine decorated her face. A puddle formed beneath her and I shook my head. I grabbed her hair and shoved her face down into the piss. “Lick it up, bitch!” Her tongue lapped across the concrete floor then moaned, her body.