I smile giggling as my hands caress along your inner thighs. “you like?” i quiz? you look at the glass, then my hands as they edge once again towa...ds your mound. stuttering, “um.. i.. yes.. i like both very much.” “that's good,” i say as i grind my hips up against your pelvis. taking my que...suddenly, somewhat unexpectedly, but then again not, you rise up on your knees straddling me. balancing yourself by leaning an arm against my midriff. your other hand with anewed confidence, reaches down. Her screams of horror were muffled by her gag as she felt soft fur against hercunt and ass, and an impatient nudging as the rabbits nibbled and pulled on thecarrots she offered. As the carrots were seized by the rabbitsMaster shoved new ones in. She struggled and twisted hoping to expel thecarrots from her holes, grazing her breasts and nipples against the dirt. ButMaster?s harsh ?No!? and his foot on her head kept her in place, while therabbits had their feast.? Master spoke to her,. At the end of the show they had arranged that Ms Westwood's chauffeurdriven limousine took them to an exclusive supper club, where he hadlittle appetite and drank even less. His wife and boss not only got onwell, he got the definite impression that they had met before, probablymore than once. They were eventually dropped off at home by her car."See you on Tuesday Jillian, I'll have a surprise for you then," rang inhis ears just before she was driven off."What was all that about?" he demanded. "No back talk Bob! I wantto take a closer look at Shannon's body. I'm sorry you have to go alongfor the ride, but if you ever want to get your body back you'll sitthere, shut up and let me enjoy myself." A cold determination in hiseyes was readily apparent.Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes and tensed up, dreading what wassurely to come. For the next half hour, Randal felt Shannon's supplelegs, massaged her breasts, felt her taught stomach through the fabricof the tux's shirt, and generally.