I slip them on and skip threw the woods feeling the cold air onmy bare smooth flesh of my privates i shiver and think this wasnt a good idea:( but bei...gsick in bed for a week and missing my boyfriend and how he tickles me in my tummy wen hehumps me i been thinking bout it for ever! last week after he humped me we fell to theground in the snow and my bottom was soo cold thats why i got sick. an to top it off wenhis thng went soft he peed on my pants i had to wear wet pants home on my already. He moved his hand slowly around her ass and up and down her tender thighs - barely avoiding her pussy and clit, but coming tantalizingly close. As he passed her hungry pussy, Amy would sigh or moan her frustration and he silently grinned. He knew that teasing her like this would only make it sweeter when he gave in. He wanted her to cum and would eventually allow her orgasm but when he did, he wanted it to be earth-shattering. He wanted her to cum so hard and so many times that she would be. ” “Yes what?” His voice was more forceful. “Yes, Master.” “That’s better.” He sounded pleased. “Show me.” She hesitated, her natural shyness kicking in, and she realised that if she did as he asked then she really would be giving herself to him. “I told you to show me your stockings.” Her body tensed, and still she debated with herself. Her hands slowly clutching the hem of her dress. His voice became more forceful, “Show me!” Her hands moved the hem of her dress up until the stocking tops. . . .Faycats are perhapsunique in hunting without either instinct or parental training to guidethem. They have to teach themselves how to hunt. Not only must they acquireall hunting techniques on their own, but they also must learn by themselvesthe magic that enables them to hunt at all . . . . From: MythicanPredators, pp. 35, 36. Part I It was mid-morning when Mama announced that her milk had given out. Arguswas thinking to himself how nice his next drag on one of her dugs would be—justa.