’ ‘No.’ Leaning over her and kissing her nose, he repeated, ‘Tell me what she said.’ ‘No.’ ‘If you don’t tell me, I’ll have to tic...le it out of you. You ticklish?’ and moving his body very quickly he knelt over her, his knees holding her still as he started to tickle her sides and under her arms. Squirming around, laughing, she breathlessly begged him to stop. ‘Not until you tell me what Leslie said.’ ‘Please stop.’ ‘No, tell me what she said.’ Finally unable to take any more she said, ‘OK, but. Taking the box from his hands she set it upon the table beside them as she moved her hands to her shirt. The buildup was impossible to deal with at this point now that her husband was up for this; even through her thick top her large nipple could be seen, rolling her hands over them she gave her breasts a playful grab. A squeak escaped her mouth at the sensation of it. Letting go of her breasts with a whimper Jessica moved and removed her top, the sweater she wore and the t-shirt under it; her. It was especially hard for him to stand there and watch as a person he cared about was seriously hurt. Then, to everyone else’s surprise, Pristine started to pull the spear out of her. Instead of red blood, white blood gushed out of. The same thing was happening to the unicorn. The spear shattered when Pristine pulled it out. ‘You’re right . . . Zeather. . . It isn’t . . over.’ Pristine struggled to say before grabbing the crystal, which started to glow once more. She looked at the unicorn,. Then, I worked my way down to his back, buttocks and legs. He was wet and slick and glistening. He flinched somewhat when I got to his butt so I stayed far away from his anus.“Time to turn over boss.”He did. His shriveled cock just lay there atop his balls like a wounded duck.I poured plenty of oil on his chest and belly and proceeded to rub and massage him all over. From top to bottom he got well oiled. I knelt between his legs and went to work on his genitals. I squeezed, caressed and fondled.