The eyes of the long thin face looked back at me balefully. Nostrils pink and flared with small scales around the edge added to the fine detail of its... head. The snout did indeed, finish at her sex, the mouth her opening. But, it didn’t stop there; flames had been tattooed down the inside of her thighs for about eight inches as if being spat out by the dragon.As a piece of artwork, it was incredible. The fact that it had been done, over living skin, made it appear all the more alive and to flow. I quietly moved past the curtained window and took a peek through the arcadia door. There she was, sitting at the table reading the newspaper and eating some toast. Although she appeared to be engrossed by the article she was reading, there would be no way I could make it past the arcadia door without her seeing me. My only option was to wait her out.About fifteen minutes had passed before I heard something to my right. I moved stealthily towards that window, and watched, not breathing, while. I met Jack in a bar this afternoon , he is one of Ann's regulars. She set me up with him , after she told me about how big around his equipment was I had to met him. Right now my pussy is hurting from being stretched around him. I know tonight it will still be throbbing as you and I eat supper . I will be thinking of this afternoon as you tell me about your day. I'm going to have him cum inside me and keep it there all night untill I wash it out in my morning shower. Every so often she would. Everyone disembarked from the van and after Annette said something by way of thanks to the driver, he drove away, prompting many of the women to wave and cheer as he left the way he came.The house wasn’t exactly Blenheim Palace but it was certainly no quaint cottage either. Trudy guessed it was the size of two sets of semi-detached, ‘Mock-Tudor’ houses arranged at right-angles to each other and linked by an additional half for good measure. There was a large double garage, a tennis court and a.