Association! She said it herself, she is a coward. Whatever I did, there was no way I could get her out of my head. As I wiped off ketchup from my upp...r lip during dinner, I remembered how her beautiful red lips felt against my face. As I felt the bed sheet rub up against the scar on my arm, I remembered how she carefully wiped it with that soft pink cloth. Looking back, it was inevitable that a pool was forming in my panties. I have had to deal with that dilemma before, but I usually chose to. “Cross my heart.”She collected herself for a moment as Matt watched, then she began to tell him her story.“I was born in nineteen sixty-five. I don’t look it because I don’t really age in the way that normal people do, not anymore, but I’m fifty-two years old. I contracted lycanthropy when I was a teenager. I don’t know if it’s a disease, a virus, or a magical curse. All I know is that whenever the moon is full, I transform into this savage, violent creature. That’s why I drive out into the. The violet wand gets her tensing and lifting upward and wiggling so she get lowered back to the floor, arms spread she is raised again and tosses and squeals as I increase the wand to nearly a six. Running the wand up and down her several time I stop allowing her to catch her breath as I loosen the overhead rope, taking her collar I walk her to a table removing the ankle bar so she can kneel on the pads facing me her arms secured again to a rope and lifted to take up slack. Facing her seated. I shrieked quietly into his ear at the added pleasure as I leaned forward against him, clutching to him. “Uh uh uh, no cumming yet,” he said to me as I began to buck and shudder against him. I growled in his ear as he pulled his fingers out of me abruptly, to which he merely chuckled at me. I pulled back and began to kiss along his strong jaw line and down his neck, and began to leave little love bites of my own. I then began to unbutton his shirt and pull it out of his pants and down his.