Are..making…me..tickl…aaaahhhhh!!’, her pleads were drowned in her moans as she I licked and circled her navel with my tongue. I was surprised a... the smoothness of her skin as I kissed and pinched her navel and her entire waist.After messing with her navel up to my heart’s content, I moved downwards and started fingering her clit with one hand as I sucked it furiously while I simultaneously pinched, kneaded and massaged her breasts and played with her nipples with my other free hand. My teeth. " Write lines?" I was shocked at the notion."You heard me the first time, young man. You've written the word 'humiliation' and its close cousins incorrectly more times than I had the patience to count. So you will write 'it is humiliating to write the word "humiliation" with two els' ... let us say 200 times for next Friday. If you found the energy to write it wrongly so many times, surely it should be just as easy to write it correctly, and it should give your hand some good habits." But. .. you're jealous, aren't you? You want to be my tits, don't you, you pussy?"Melody could have sworn she heard a disembodied voice whisper, "Yes" as her body succumbed to a miniature orgasm. Both happened just as her middle finger had found its way inside of her.Now that her hand was covered in her own juices, she decided to rub those juices into her firm, aroused breasts. As she traced circles around her nipples, she started to feel slightly dizzy. She arched her back as her hands explored her. She looked at them puzzled. The first man said something in whatever language he was speaking and the second man replied in the same. They both laughed slightly. The foreign speaking man’s laughter sent chills up Brandy’s spine, it was the sound a poisonous snake would make if it laughed. She took a moment to really look at the men. The foreign speaking man was medium height, probably in his mid-forties and thin. Not just thin but gaunt. His face was almost skeletal and his cheeks were sunken.