He moves back down, gently spreading my legs so that he can brush it against my pussy, lightly running it up and down my slit, barely tickling my clit...as he goes. Then, much too soon, he’s gone again. The suspense is driving me crazy. He’s gone too long. The anticipation is unreal. I hear his footsteps. Then, without warning, I feel something hot dripping on my stomach. Not hot enough to burn, but definitely hot enough to make me take notice, just barely uncomfortable. Next he drizzles it on. I don't like it anymore, but it would bebeautiful on him. It will also hide the hair on his arms, and not showthat he does not have small breast like I do," the princess said."But we can put something in the dress that makes it look like he hassmall breast. Maybe the tailor could sew something in the dress, or makea simple vest for him to wear under any dress he wears," Lady Diane said."Milady, does this mean that you want to use me as a manikin foradjusting your dresses? I am sure that. Krista still lay on the floor. Wrapped in her suit unable to escape. Itching and squirming helplessly. "Master, may I touch Krista?" She asked."That depends what you mean by touch." he responded."I would like to.. choke her." Kelly said without emotion."I will allow it" He told her.Krista was having the impossible task of trying to keep sane while every part of her screamed to be relieved of the itching sensation she felt. It felt like an eternity waiting for the mask to come off. But suddenly. I cupped his heavy hanging sac, gently pulling down on them, as I ran my tongue from his root to his glans, making him shiver. With my other hand, I gripped the base of his cock and pulled his shaft outward. I traced my tongue along the lip of his cockhead, tickling the sensitive skin surrounding it. Slowly circling my tongue around his mushroom, I made a beeline for his slit. As I probed it with my wiggly tongue, a pearly drop of his juice beaded at the entrance. I coated my tongue with it,.