I slidmy index finger in as well, moving both fingers in up to the secondknuckle. I drew them out and slid them up to the clitoris, which wasslightly ...ngorged with blood. I gently spread apart the folds of skin,and using my juices, I lubricated my clit and proceeded to stroke itwith my middle finger, while holding the folds apart with my index andmiddle fingers.Each flick of my middle finger sent an electric thrill through my entirebody. I tried to pace myself, but I was quickly lost in the. In all, they were fairly plain cotton panties. I looked at her, and commented, "Not very sexy. I thought you'd at least be wearing something lacy, or even a thong." Those are very comfortable, and I've got a busy day ahead of me."I started pulling up the back of her dress, and she struggled a little. "What are you doing?" Keep still. Now that it's bare, I want to see how well those shoes make your little ass tense up. It looks like they are giving it a great shape, and they are doing wonders. They were merging, and they seemed to radiate extreme pleasure with definite erotic overtones which flooded him with pure lust.“Yeah,” Jake agreed, “but she’s your ball of sexual fire. If she’s evolving beyond humanity, what will you do?”“Jake,” Mac replied, sounding a little sad, “I don’t own her. I’ll take whatever she offers me. I only hope she loves me enough to stay. But you can’t see the joy in my heart when I look at her the way she is right now.”Jake looked at Mac and saw that Macario. I wanted her to be more enthusiastic about sex and to dress the part, at home and in public. I wanted her to be willing to try new things sexually and in life in general. The thing was, I knew that I wasn’t going to get the changes I wanted, unless I trained her to want them.“Training” is a hard word, perhaps “conditioning” is a better one. Certainly any physical changes would require a type of training but the other changes would really be more of an attitude adjustment. The physical side.