I pulled my knees up spreading my legs to give her a good look. She slid off the couch onto the floor, and started to play with my pussy lips, tracin... the edge with her fingers. She worked her fingers in a little deeper, but she avoided my clit. It was driving me crazy. When it got to a point where I didn't think I could take it any more she leaned down and started to tongue my slick pussy. She started with my hole and slowly worked her way up to my clit. She used her fingers to spread my. But the man ignored her silent pleas. Instead, his other handmoved under her skirt, fondling Ranma's womanhood through her panties.She was in hell. In her head, Ranma was thinking about most cruel andpainful ways she'll kill this bastard. It was getting definitely way toofar. Despite her effort, a single whimper left her lips as man's fingersdanced under her skirt. This fart though that Ranma was really a girl!Maybe if she'll tell him the truth, he'll withdraw?"I'm a boy!" she hissed, hoping. To use ties and crops and handcuffs on you. That even though you are so much smaller than me, and I am so much stronger than you, that there is hardly any fear or hesitation of letting me take you, grab you, carry you into the darkness of my room and to use you as I see fit. But all of that is nothing for you compared to simply trusting me to touch you gently. To focus on you and your disquieted mind. I have never, not once, accepted that a woman could not cum from my attentions and mouth. He was the first man I had ever loved. That first day, when you said, I looked like I lost my best friend, I had. I haven't had the gumption to date, or be with another man since Michael's death. You are the first man, I have even let this close to me." Why do you suppose that is?", he asked her. "I don't know. Perhaps it is time. Perhaps it is the place, or maybe it is you." The evening was starting to get chilly, as it does in the mountains when the sun goes down. They decided that.