There were so many hands touching her! And the tenderness combined with the pain from the spanking was driving her crazy! She felt hands all over her,...rubbing her back, rubbing her neck, rubbing her legs, and someone was reaching underneath her to rub her breasts and pinch her nipples. Then she felt a finger enter her tight little asshole just as another smack came across her cheek. The feeling almost made her orgasm right there. A finger in her pussy, a finger in her ass, her nipples being. Next I put on my peasant top. It was light brown andit was shoulder less. It fit perfect on top of my strapless bra. It alsohad sleeves which were sheer lace with polka dots. It felt so femininethat I wore it all the time, though it did look a little too fancy forthe highway.I then positioned myself in front of my little mirror to work on mymakeup. I didn't really use a lot, I already had some feminine features.I always wore false eyelashes though, and I had to fill my bottom lasheswith. At least that was until the vociferous short-legged beauty was swept up in a passion for dalliance with winged creatures. She had to admit that her fetish was something she had always harbored deep inside her chipmunk heart but was much too afraid to expose herself to ridicule by the other chipmunks. Her mother told her when she was a little chipmunk that she would probably be attracted to the winged creatures that flew with abandon in the branches of the canopied forest. Apparently, her family. “No,” Ray replied, “I can’t say that I have.”“Can I show it to you?” I asked.“Sure,” Ray suggestively replied, cocking his head and proffering a very pronounced wink in my direction. “You can show me anything you want at any time.”Oh my God! This guy had the best one-liners.Sweat poured off my brow. I was nervous as I could be, deeply wanting to feel a passion that I have craved for years.I picked up the phone and told the answering service that I could be out on the property, since the leasing.