– which I do at his command – you have to have one of the longest tongues on the planet – I moved my tongue into various positions which showed ...my tongues length (measured at just over 3 ½ inches outside my lips and two inches wide – longer and wider than my clit/cock) – wedging my tongue into a poker, a roll and then touching under my chin, up over the tip of my nose - that’s amazing no wonder SD loves your tongue you can clean out ever crevasse.Me: She fell in love with my tongue the first. I know some of you wanted Michael to be the good guy, so I hope you enjoy my solution. It may help if you read some of the ‘A Soldier’s Gypsy’ series, especially the sixth chapter. Please comment, vote, and/or send feedback!! Thanks, and enjoy!! — Michael walked up to the car as I frantically made sure the doors were locked. I saw Carter, he looked as angry as Michael was, and I couldn’t tell if it was me or Michael he was angry at. Maybe it was both. ‘Rileigh!’ I heard Michael shout.. This forced her to bend forwards, and even then it was a most painful position as the shoulder joints were bent unnaturally and were taking a good deal of her weight. One of her feet was shackled to the ground and the other foot was casually kicked until it reached another shackle where it too was fastened. In this position, bent at the waist, breasts hanging below her torso, rump in the air, legs apart, with her most intimate parts open and freely available, she was left hanging.For two hours. One day, on her birthday, I asked her what she wanted. She did not ask anything. Then I compel her to tell something. At last she let me to decide myself. I asked her mischievously-can I buy one nighty set for you ? She asked what type of items that set contains? A nighty, bra and panties- I told. She became shy, but I was sticking on that thing. I compelled my friend to go somewhere for two days. The next day I brought the nighty set which is very transparent to show all the things. I wished.