No, that simply would never do for her, she would live a care free life where she answered to noone. She would soar in her job and would make magnific...nt works of art. The thought of her phallus sculpture suddenly crossed her mind and she shuddered.That night, the dream once again changed. Her demon is telling her what he will do to her since he is never letting her go. That he will use ropes, cuffs, knives, and toys. That he will bind her spread eagle on the bed, tie her to whatever pleases. More than worth it."Tammy ordered her husband to go and get them some imported Italiancookies from the kitchen. As he hurried off, the heels and half-mastpanties making his walk feminine, and maybe his own efforts adding alittle to that, he could feel Mr. Harm's eyes on his swingingposterior. It was so shameful. So why were his nipples hard as theycould be?When he returned with the snacks on a small tray they were sittingthere chatting, Mr. Harm complimenting Tammy on the way she had made-up. Beth smiled at me as my breathing slowed. “Now it’s your turn,” I said as I began kissing her, moving from her lips to her neck, pausing for several minutes to worship her breasts, and then continuing down her stomach to her pink, wet pussy. I was nervous because I did not know what I was supposed to do but could not restrain myself from tasting her, running my tongue from the bottom to the top of her slit. She shuddered, so I did it again and started out slowly so that I didn’t. She dried off and took more time then i thought neccesary to dry her bottom and pussy area. I was soon to find out why. She wrapped the towel around herself and walked to the door. Opened it and I heard her call out my name, getting no response, she closed the door and moving to the cabinet was looking around for something. She came away with a tube of hair gel which surprised me viewing as I was, but not for long. She moved to the toilet and sat down on the seat. Dropping her towel, she.