Her legs opened wider, and his fingertips brushed her moist panties.She whispered her encouragement as he swept aside the crotch and inserted a finger...into her silken sheath. Her moans increased in volume, and he slowly moved his finger in and out of her warmth, occasionally rubbing his thumb on her swollen clit. The movement of her hips increased as the tension escalated in her loins. He inserted a second, then a third finger into her crevice, loving the sound of her moans and the juices from. Natives were not allowed in this room. I scanned the room and picked out some of the more interesting people and found what they were doing and saw a lot of difference to the way dad approached medicine. Dad treated people and these people experimented with the disease in a laboratory.I could see rows of glass tubing in their minds and different antibiotics used to isolate the elusive virus. The fact that the virus did not respond was no shock but they were trying everything they knew to try to. He grinned and closed the door. He walked over to her so that he could corner her. "Are you hiding something?" "No master why would I?" she said trembling. he could tell she was afraid of him. He pinned her arms above her. "I don't know. I'm not one to know pixies that well. Would you like to share?" He asked using one hand to keep her arms up and the other to slowly remove her clothes. "It's nothing master. It can wait." "You sure?" he asked. "Yes of course." he then saw a tear roll down her. He entered the house and took a brief look around, reaching into the bag he removed a pair of women's lacy pink panties. He tossed them to me and instructed me to put them on and nothing else. I began to protest but he gave me a dirty look and pulled out his phone.I started to walk into the next room to change but he stopped me and ordered me to change right here. Reluctantly, I unbuttoned and removed my shirt, then my pants, socks and briefs. My cock was standing out almost fully erect as I.