She was surprised, expecting my cock. Then I stuck another finger in her, and then another. I worked my fingers in and our and all around, and then as... her breathing quickened, abruptly stopped and got up. “Wha…what are you doing?” she cried, almost forgetting her role and nearly begging me to continue. “Getting you what you want and need.” I replied, and then left the room.I closed the door behind me and listened from the other side. I heard her struggling with her restraints, but as best as I. .. I ... I like the feeling of my Tiddles being shaved but...”Before she could continue Keith had interrupted her with a question, “Tiddles? What do you mean by Tiddles? Is that what you call your girly bits down there?”Cheryl blushed again and said, “Yes, that’s right. We had a cat called Tiddles when I was just 5 years old and I loved that cat soooo much but he got run over by the school bus. When I got older and discovered that my ... my ‘thingie’ down there was called a ‘pussy’ I decided to. As their hands moved around their bodies, she jumped onto Garen, wrapping her legs around his waist while she continued her voluptuous kissing. He led her to a large four-poster bed that seemed to draw curtains around them as they crawled onto it. For a few moments, as the curtains closed completely, the two of them simply stayed there, with Fyrah straddling him and Garen lying on his back, looking into each others’ eyes lovingly. He understood well now that they were supposed to be found, that. 'Now your shoes, a nice pair of flat buckle up ones.' Stillsitting on the bed I slipped my feet into the small shoesand buckled them on.Roughly Emily pulled the swimming cap from my head andsaid, 'Now your hair.' She pulled the elastic band thatheld my ponytail in place and started to brush it. 'Pass metwo pink ribbons from the drawer.' she said to her mother.Maggie passed them to her, and within minutes she hadbrushed my hair into a centre parting and used the ribbonsto create to bangs either.