He clamped the collar around my neck and attached my wrists to it. And there i was on my knees with my mouth held open waiting and my hands and arms i...mobilised. The spit beginning to well up in my mouth and no way to release it he pushed my head forward hard into my tits and kept it there until the spit began to run over my tits. ?filthy fucking cunt? he laughed pushing me to the floor ?slobbering all over your own tits, you will be fun?. He knelt down beside me and lifting up my head spit. One thing he didn't loose in the metamorphosis was the ability to be comfortable by himself. He looked at the folks around him, enjoyed the quiet bustle of the waiters. The smells were spectacular.Then he saw her walking over to him. She was dressed in a red silk shirt, more crimson than any other colour. The neckline was deliciously open to hint at something lacy underneath, and a succulent flash of her bosom. Her black pants were more form fitting than anything she had worn at work. Her waist. "Where is the misbegotten needle anyway?" asked 'Sinbad' "There's enough junk this tower to fill every marketplace in Baghdad to overflowing!"'Maeve' looked around desperately. "Well we've got to find it or will be stuck as each other forever!" "Don't worry, dear, we'll find it!." His confidence made her feel better somehow " I hope so." They spent hours looked around without success. The next room down was Aaron's bedroom - he seemed to like art as it was full of statues & pictures. It. “Are you ok daddy?” I asked softly. “I’m sorry baby. I couldn’t help myself. You look so sexy and beautiful, just like your mother did.” He panted out as he caught his breath. Then he did something that really got me aroused, he worked his thick cum into my back like more suntan lotion. Just the thought of my daddy rubbing his cum over my back was so deviant that it really turned me on. His cock was still hard as I again felt him pressing into my ass. God, this was so fucking hot! “Daddy, let.