.." Come on," Alice teased him, "I bet you're curious about what I'd lookwith them too... And maybe after we change back to normal, I try themmyself....."Dean thought about it for a moment, then slowly nodded his agreement.He was uncomfortable enough as it was, and he knew that this was goingto make it even worse. However, he couldn't deny the excitement ofplaying around with the Medallion of Zulo as well, of becoming someoneelse for a little while."On one condition though," Dean grinned at her,. ‘And why might you or might you not scream? Why wouldn’t you scream?’ He asked teasingly. For a moment I was confused about the question. Why wouldn’t I scream? There was still a lot of dizziness and grogginess lingering in my brain. I didn’t know the answer to that question. Why wouldn’t I scream? I should. The moment I gasped for air and opened my mouth to let out a cry for help he chuckled and folded the wet smelly cloth over my face again. ‘That took a while.’ He said. It didn’t. My hands feeling so nice and warm as they slide down your back while you continue to suckle on my hardness. You feel your bra come loose as I release the single hook holding it around you. With your hands behind you back it hangs loose from your chest. You want to remove it and throw it across the room but you maintain the illusion of your restraint. A restraint that is becoming more and more difficult to maintain.Feeling my warm hands sliding down inside your bra, feeling your hard nipples in. She played with her own nipples. And, she whispered that she wanted to cum; she needed to cum. Ellie wanted to finger her own clit, while I was plugging the vibrator into the electric socket. I would not let her, pulling her hand away. I reminded her that I could let her cum, or if she was not going to let me tease her, I might not let her cum at all. She groaned again, this time showing her frustration, throwing her head back against the couch. I showed her the vibrator and let her watch.