I looked back at the frightened young woman of twenty two that I had been, lying on a straw pallet in a cold, dirty cell, with, as Mistress put it so ...bluntly, ‘piss-wet panties,’ shivering in a mix of fear and cold; but mainly fear, wondering about what was to come in the very near future. Then I compared her to what I had become, and I resolved that I would rather die than give up what I had become, and what I had acquired. I had blossomed into a woman and had fallen in love with another. “Oh yes, that’s it.” Looking into his eyes and seeing his frustration and resolve slipping away only turns her on more.As he continues, another of the vinyl tentacles slips out from the seemingly magical corset and down to touch and rub the outside of her pussy. She feels herself getting hotter and wetter by the second. Veronica pulls back from Danny and straightens up and stands up above him to give him a full view of her deliciously, wet pussy. The tentacle rubs the outer lips of her pussy as. His face had an evil grin as he rubbed my pussy until it became a little wet. Then he reached forward and gave my small tits a hard squeeze; causing me to give out a little yelp. Tex spat on his cock before stroking it hard. He then positioned my legs above his shoulders and slid his cock into my waiting pussy. I bite my lower lip and arched my back as he did so; it slid in inch by inch until it was balls deep inside me. After licking his lips he started to pound into me faster and harder each. Words tumbled out as they both shared their joy and happiness, interrupted only long enough to kiss and caress each others faces, they knew this had been the right decision, it had been worth the yearning and frustration of getting to know each other through stilted emails, stolen conversations and life's harsh realities. They turned and made their way across the airport to the cabstand, fingers intertwined smiles of delight radiating from both, walking comfortably with each other.The heat was.