..... It's not so bad........ Oh its GETTING BIGGER...... Oh its really not that bad...... the hard shaft feels good on my roughtongue. Oh my It's lik... a rock and I am liking this, sorta, kinda feeling Imight...................... . Without thought my lips wrap a tight seal, and my headstarts bobing..... up and down . and my eyes roll back in my head. Wow - Ithink this is actually . Well .... Well, so delightful, since I am in fulland complete control as your continually softly moaning . Then. I felt him cower and he continued to lick and suck. After about five minutes, I pushed them away; I felt my cock straining against my jeans.“Good job, bitch boys,” I said with an evil smile on my face. “But now…”I leaned back against the wall and lifted my arms and put my hands behind my head, revealing my hairy armpits. I had intentionally neglected to put on deodorant that morning and had done a hardcore hour-long workout, sweating my ass off, making sure I was nice and musty for these kids.. I'm now as scared as I've ever been and tied so tight to the table I cannot move! I feel a slimy tongue start to lick my feet and toes. I'm unable to lift my head from the table as they have put a collar on me and attached it to the table too! I feel the cold slimy tongue begin to slither its way up my legs towards my pussy! As I feel it almost reach my upper thigh I'm consumed by fear, I let out a scream as I wet myself! I begin to realise my tormentor is not part of the group who had. She walked her dogs two to three times a day, and always between my house and the neighbors. She lived across the street. We barely spoke to each other. I was sitting on the chair by my front door when she walked by with the dogs. I called out to her, “Nancy, got a minute?” She reluctantly walked over to me, the dogs anxious to get some new attention. “What is it”? she asked. “Well, I was wondering how your dogs reacted to the fireworks in the neighborhood last night?” I inquired.“You mean.