Now she was lying there helpless on the bed with both her legs & hands stretched and tied. “Leave me or I will shout” she said in a loud whisper. ... smiled I knew she won’t shout as she won’t like her servants to see her in such a condition. I knew what I had to do. I started with her foot. I took the thumb of her foot & started licking it. After some time I licked her whole feet. Then I slowly licked her legs. I was using all my saliva. She was all wet & I could hear her hard breathing. I. I could see him push forward, and almost flinched at the first touch. There is nothing, and I mean nothing that feels like a man sliding into you. I've used my fingers and a hairbrush, and I've had tongues and someone's fingers down there. It isn't the same. A guy's manhood opens you up, stretching you out and filling you as he slides it in. Every nerve is on alert, and every one of them tells you when that delicious hardness slides across them. I'd seen guys sliding it into other women, so I. I thought perhaps my melancholy mood would affect my performance; it appeared not as the director seemed delighted with every take. I was wary about one scene when I had to cross the supposed quick sands. This being a film we couldn't use actual quicksands; that would introduce an unpredictable element. Therefore, our special effects department had come up with fake quicksand. It looked like sand but it wasn't. It behaved like quicksand but without the unpredictable element. It was only deep. .!"The blue-haired boy groaned as he lay against the wall, the shadows of thetwo monsters bearing over him. On one side stood the minotaur-esque RedHorn. On the other, the ogre-like Blue Fang. He should've known better.The Golding family didn't become some of the richest people in the worldby being shoddy with their money. Of course there'd be one final trial forwhoever wanted access to the fortune. And of course he'd encounter itafter leaving his guards behind..."Cash!"He was dimly aware of.