I was really worried, as our third girl was now half-naked. Only one of the Sig's garments had even been touched. We had lost seven garments in 2 minu...tes and a few seconds. Barb had a nasty red line on the right side of her back, where the strap must have been before it ripped away. Even the Sig's random choices were playing rough.At the speed we were getting wiped out, Rox might not have to get her pubes shaved off. I knew Barb didn't care about her hair down there, as she was one who told us. Other times, he’s a Russian blue tomcat who amuses himself by writing stories about human sexuality. Occasionally, he’s a rakshasa.”Again, his form flickered, this time revealing a massive bipedal tiger-man dressed in a red smoking jacket. Tom said, “I’d use that one more often, but I worry about licensing rights.”Tanvi gave an uncertain smile. She’d grown up hearing stories of the rakshasa - the evil gods of Hindu mythology that she definitely didn’t believe in as a modern, rational Indian. ’‘You think he’s cheating on her still?’For the first one the answer was simple: she loved her husband. Heart and soul. He was her other half and now that both of them were among the living once again she didn’t want to waste any time being apart.As for the second qestuon? Well, the answer was quite simple: she forgave him because she was the one that had set the entire affair up.Scott didn’t realize that, of course. And Emma certainly hadn’t. The White Queen could only achieve orgasm by. Different thoughts meaning the same thing ran through my head. I had made Mark cum. He had found me so exciting. My ass around his cock had brought him off. A man had fucked me to completion. There was cum in my ass. I could feel how wide my smile was. It was stretching my face.Mark dropped from taking his weight on his hands to his elbows. He collapsed onto me. His mouth was at my ear. I felt his hot breath as he whispered loving words."So good, my sissy lover. So good. I never thought I'd.