Left to cut the large lawn.Chained, corseted. Tied like a slave to the mower. Exposed. With eachand every step it hadn't changed, each step he took s...nt so manyfeeling charging through him. Everything was so tight, the stockingswere unbelievable. They slid a bit on his pantyhose, then were tuggedup, then became alive as they massaged. He couldn't take his mind offof it, between the stockings and the corset, the pantyhose that werepulled up so high, tugged between his cheeks, he was. Out of the blue, she broke that silence. “Max, I have a question for you.” He turned his head, momentarily, and looked at her. He looked back at the road seeing as he was driving but smiled and asked her what it was. She looked at him and smiled anyway and then asked “Did you really mean what you said to me the other day…I mean about how you…thought I looked, honestly?” He thought about it as he looked back at her. He tried, hard, to hold in all his emotions he had for her as he looked at what. ‘Have you tasted cum?’ she asked me. ‘No’ I admitted ashamed of my inexperience, ‘Try it she said, and I reached my hand forward intent on dipping my finger in, just as she had done, before me. ‘Not like that’ she said laughing and looking around for approval, ‘Use your fucking tongue girl, lick it up’ she added with menace, and as if to emphasize her intent she grabbed my hair and f***ed my face onto his tummy where I obediently licked and lapped his naval clean. ‘Now suck him hard’ she. "We headed back to where the others would be sunbathing or swimming and enjoying themselves. As we rounded a corner that had shielded us from them, I saw the others were playing with a ball in the water. Suddenly, Maren started running, yelling back, "Last one there is a rotten egg."I felt the thrill of the chase and the hunt inside me. I hadn't felt it in a long time, except for a brief burst earlier. I think it was something left over from my full canine days. As I chased after her, a feral.