But what does one do with a woman of one's own creation? Well...She'll have a long, supple tongue, the kind that can tie cherry stems in knots. Not to...mention some surgical implanted additional salivary glands to make it extra wet and slippery...Using revolutionary super science, I'll grow nerve endings, and while that could be used to help people with debilitating conditions and paralysis, I'll use them to make her clitoris and pussy extra sensitive to stimulus. An extra set of skenes glands. And I open her puffy lips and push my tongue in her leaking pussy “saaaaab bas bas aur nahi” as her body shuddersPussy contracting on my tongue and she cums again spraying me with her pussy juice “oooeee sssaab aahhggghhhh bass bassss saab ab chodo tumhara lauda dal do” she begs. I ignore her and lick down to her pulsing ass hole, tightly puckered “nahi saaab “as she struggles to get up I hold her as she struggles…and lick around her tightly clenched ass hole, and she moans “naaaahiiii. She was nowhere to be seen but I heard footsteps on the stair andfollowed her up two flights. I rounded the corner onto the second floorin time to see a door close. That was it.My head became light. My stomach gurgled, making me suddenly nauseous.This was the moment.I reached into the pocket of my jeans and took out the rectangularscrap of paper with the incantation on. Just five words, each one cutinto difficult to pronounce fleshy sounds by multiple apostrophes. Ihadn't dared read more than a. She realised that it had worked though, when she saw the sag in her sister's tense shoulders, and Laurie gave a little smile of relief, that Iris did not seem to be panicking."You think that maybe I am overreacting," she said hopefully, but then her brow furrowed again. "But, Iris, you didn't see him last night ... he looked like a ghost!" Well, let's try not to fall to pieces just yet, not until we know for sure, that it's something serious."Iris remembered how weak she had felt last night, by.