” Isabella replied with a big smile.Banga shifted around on top of her and dropped off the bed to face the other direction. Isabella glanced down at...her once clean body that was now sweaty and covered in dog hair.“You were right about what you said earlier.” Isabella said. “Fucking a dog in missionary checks off some weird boxes in my head and it feels much more intimate that other positions.”Felicity nodded and reclined beside her. “I think it’s because we’re built to have sex in missionary.. I said – “yes”, asked if I can hug her. I hugged her immediately and placed a kiss on her face. She felt very happy and asked me if we can skip the tuition. I said its fine – and said that she will show her house and the rooms and her collections. She took me to upstairs and showed me another bed room which was a big one with sophisticated arrangements. She saw few marble stones and said her kid had misplaced the stones from where they had been kept and started picking it up…while doing so she. Harry patiently rubbed a friendly finger around her secret parts, then two fingers, as she twitched and thrust her pussy towards his ministrations. He brought a pussy-juice coated finger to his lips and sucked. Josie thought she had never seen anything so erotic. Her vision was clouded, her mind reeled, her insides ached for fulfilment. She kissed his mouth, sloppy with need. Josie groped at her knickers and managed to struggle out of them. She felt for his crotch, searching for reassuring. They could secrete a clear fluid that could dissolve certain organic and inorganic materials.He had no legs, so he moved like a slug, squirming along the ground and leaving a trail of slime wherever he ventured. On top of his head, surrounded by the stalks, was his mouth, which possessed large, ruby red lips. He literally spoke out of the top of his head.Within his mouth was a long, prickly probuscis, measuring a foot in length. He used this to feed himself.His genitals were plant-like. His.