... She had been laying there for what seemed like a long time pushing against the dildo as best she could trying to get some relief, and heard what ...he thought was an unusual noise, was it just her imagination? Or was it something else.? As she laid there every once in a while she felt something furry brush the inside of her calf! and then a feeling like a tiny raspy tongue start to lick her inner thigh,OMG! What was doing this! Apparently it was some sort of animal?, a rodent? Oh gawd! What. This time, the makeupman approached me first, and started working on my hair and face. I could see himglancing at my breasts and this satisfied me as I knew that he was gettingdistracted. However, he maintained his professionalism and left after his jobwas done. The designer came, buttoned the suit, and said, we are not intopornography.I was totally embarrassed and frustrated now. I was getting wetterand wetter with passing time, and there was no one to satisfy me. I was sodesperate that I. Her camel toe shined nice and bright in my face. I couldn't deal with it. I had just a pair of sweatpants on because I didn't want my jeans dirty. My boner was too obvious but I didn't mind because we were deep in dark caves. The caves became more like an obstacle course and after each round we'd lose each other in a few feet then catch up. I was right behind her but for some reason she thought I was much further than she expected. She was reaching for my hand blindly as she was squatting. He spread her legs even wider, slowly kissing her inner thighs as he ran his hands up her legs. She leaned back and supported herself on both arms now, watching as his head slowly vanished under the hem of her dress. She could feel his breath on her skin, drawing nearer and nearer to her moist panties. He began to kiss the fabric and she groaned, feeling the heat of his breath pass through the thin material. He pressed his lips against the outline of her sex, breathing heavily against her as.