Raven was in good spirits, as her sister was much improved from the downward spiral of recent days. Yani sat near Indigo – who was helping to keep a... eye on her – flirting with men who mistakenly believed she was a potential bedmate who would only cost a few drinks rather than hard-earned coin.Kayleen also watched over Yani, though she did so while carrying trays for the barkeep. Once again, flustered barmaids had made her request for temporary employment an easy sell.Mindblind was at ease,. It bothers me sometimes . . . I wish her dad wasn’t such a prick. They’re still not talking and . . . sorry, I guess it isn’t appropriate for me to . . .’ Dr. Smythe waived off her concern. ‘You aren’t her submissive right now. You’re my patient, and you can talk about whatever you want.’ ‘I found her crying the other night,’ Torrie said, leaning forward and putting her face in her hands. ‘Her father cut her out of his will. And . . . it’s weird. As many times as I’ve been tied up or whatever,. She relaxed into the fingers working so softly and the mouth biting down hard on her tits. Pushing into him, She felt herself tender from her masturbation at work. The tenderness in her tits was gone now. He pawed, smashing her full on the tits, pushing them into her chest. She felt that touch in her cunt. With each push, she felt nectar wetting, wanting something to be tight on. She marveled at the determination and work he put in to her clit. Even for her, it took time. He knew what he was. At least that was until the vociferous short-legged beauty was swept up in a passion for dalliance with winged creatures. She had to admit that her fetish was something she had always harbored deep inside her chipmunk heart but was much too afraid to expose herself to ridicule by the other chipmunks. Her mother told her when she was a little chipmunk that she would probably be attracted to the winged creatures that flew with abandon in the branches of the canopied forest. Apparently, her family.