With Diana, that day at the beach had indeed been a major step forward. Our relationship was now much more fulfilling than it had been in the other li...e. She no longer went off on me over every little thing. Oh, don't get me wrong, there were the occasional disagreements, like the time I got called in to work early, disrupting one of our afternoon get-togethers. But we dealt with it in a mature manner; I apologized the next day, and she apologized as well, agreeing that it was something I. Then I started to lick her from her toes to thighs all through her long and beautiful legs and reached her inner thighs soon. She was red with enjoyment and immediately pulled her skirt and panty down her legs and threw it bedside which showed her strong desire of my wet tongue for her juicy pussy. Then the moment came for which I was always fantasizing. I was the happiest man on earth at that time when I saw her lovely cunt having very small beautifully trimmed pussy hairs. I started to lick. "God you're so hot, Carissa," he said as he removed his fingers from my mouth. "Thanks, Aiden, but I need you to fuck me now. Please," I said, though I knew I didn’t need to say please, he was going to regardless. He picked me up just then, and as I wrapped my legs around him he pushed me up against the wall. Slowly he teased my clit with his head before gently pushing his head into my cunt. Oh my god it was big and felt so good in my tight pussy. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and I. As the anesthesia wore off, she was momentarily confused, but then remembered. _Femborg. They just turned me into a femborg._She tried to turn her head too look around, but couldn't. She tried to sit up, but she was strapped down. No. She wasn't strapped down. She just couldn't move. Immediately panicking, she took note of her body. She could still feel her body—-she could feel her back pressing down on the gurney, she could feel the starchy prison sheets draped over her body. But she was.