When standing it would probably fall, straight and thick, past her tiny waist. The thin black evening dress contrasted sharply to her smooth white ski..., and did very little to conceal her firm, upturned breasts. ‘Jeez, she’s not wearing any panties.’ He muttered to himself. ‘Where the hell did you come from. Beam me up Scottie.’ He noted the smooth flow of the dress, from the neckline, to the hem, with no impressions of undergarments. At her crotch, a slight mound in the smooth fabric was. Each time his manhood reached the depths of Dianna’s tunnel it felt as if the sorcerer’s probing connected him directly to the fairy’s magical essence. Dianna let out a gasp of surprise every time his dick head reached this portion of her being. During her mini orgasm Harry held his meat fully imbedded in the beauty and as a result gained some of her pleasure from where his prick tip was embedded in her essence. It was such an incredibly intimate experience that the couple lost track of the. Sorry, we don't have anything else to use and my t-shirt alone won't be enough. I'll be using it as the bandage, but we need a pad on the wound. Do you mind taking your shirt off so I can use it as a pad?"Realising the seriousness of the situation, she didn't hesitate to pull her t-shirt off, leaving her small breasts well covered by her sports bra as she told him "guess you can see less than if I had my bikini top on."Smiling at her at her, trying to keep her spirits up, he tried to make a. It is good, not bad. But, before I altered your programming, this would never have happened. Maybe, I should return you to the prior programming.”“Please, Davy. Don’t ever do that! I like this way so much more. I feel like a whole person instead of having pieces missing. I know my history. I know I am programmed but that makes my life nicer. You know, I like belonging to you.”“What should I do with you then?”She got a shy, little smile, like a child caught in the candy.“Well, being chained was.