A few small sheds and piles of wood and equipment lay scattered around the site. Yet things seemed tidy, even ordered within the setting somehow. She ...tood perfectly still and suppressed her breathing, and listened. Not a sound besides the rustle of the woods, yet she knew someone was in the cabin. She circled around to a side of the cabin without windows, keeping a keen eye and ear for the dog. Despite the earlier encounter she didn't trust such a beast. She sensed human sounds behind the. . slowly he reaches out and takes your hand raising it to his friends cock... making you grasp it... again you look at him... He smiles and with one phrase gives you permission... "Do it"... Now you slowly start to move your hand, back and forward... exposing the head... as you move your hand faster you see a drop of clear liquid appear on the end... without thinking you lean forward and with the tip of your tongue lick it off... the friend gasps and you feel his cock twitch in your hand... now. He grabbed hold of a strand of Suzie's hair between his fingers and peered at it as a look of disappointment crossed his face. Suzie stopped her struggles, anxious not to pull against Kashim's grip. A muffled squeal came from behind her tape gag. "How duplicitous of her. It would, of course have been noticed but thank you for bringing it to my attention." Such is the way of women," Sir Patrick conceded. Kashim nodded as if in disappointed agreement. Suzie growled her objections but Sir Patrick. ”Stacy, clad in a skimpy pair of lace panties, sat up and looked at the changes in her. It was exactly as everyone expected. An increased cup-size, from a moderate C to a firm D. Added to an unnaturally wet-looking honey-golden-skin, the former Heroine crashed back down on her bed groaning in despair. At least they weren’t huge, just larger and firmer.“It looks like you bathed in honey and didn’t wash it off. Stand up and let me see, are you now a milk cow or what?”“Fk ff.” Was heard muffled.