He looked really mortified and embarrassed - I wondered if I should offer him some spare pants from my case - but he's a bit taller than me so they'd ...robably not fit. I still hesitated as the awkward silence dragged on - I guessed he'd been in too much of a rush to go to the toilet. Then I noticed the clear outline of his shaft swelling in his tight jeans - this time there was no doubt. I realized that despite the humiliation he couldn't prevent what he'd just done making him horny. The. We’re almost at the swamp, aren’t we?’ ‘Swamp? But…’ Drop was right, Phyre realized. The ground had been growing increasingly soft and thick with water. But there weren’t any swamps in the woods, she was sure of it. ‘Has he told you his name yet, by the way?’ ‘Mmm? No, why?’ Phyre’s voice found the cat again a short distance ahead. As he walked, his tail still stood crooked where the fur turned white. ‘Oh, just wondering is all.’ Phyre looked at him. ‘Why? Has he told you?’ ‘When I met him. Still well within the grip of her own climax, Christine summoned up the energy and presence of mind to encourage her niece to rise up straight on her arms.After a few seconds of silent guidance, Lynne understood what her aunt wanted. As soon as the younger woman provided enough room, Christine grabbed her pillows and wriggled beneath her niece's body. She moaned as her breasts came into contact with Lynne's, swinging from Adam's thrusts.Realizing what Christine wanted, Adam knee-walked forward,. Like children going to see Santa Claus. All edgy and excited.His little scheme had worked just great. Every pink dose he had spread around had left the tiniest of residue in the girls' heads. And every one of their countless orgasms had grafted the outline of an idea on their brains. It was the idea that this bliss could last forever. That they might always feel this happy if they only would follow up on their urge.Then Taylor had asked sweet Ms. Markovic if she wouldn't love to have the body.