She pulled me up and panted, “Come here I want to taste my cum on your tongue.” She pulled my into another deep passionate kiss. She was licking h...er love juice right of my tongue and my mouth. When she could taste the sweetness that came out of her just moments before she gave a long “hmmmmm.” As much pleasure as the orgasm gave her, tasting it out of my mouth gave her more pleasure.While I was tightly embracing her I felt my dick poke at her entrance. I felt the cold air hit the wet spot on my. "She does look familiar. I can't place where I know her from though." I'm sure it'll come to you. Now then, have you had your bed raised to a sitting position yet? It might be more comfortable for you while we chat." Not yet, no." Why don't we try it when Debbie gets back; if she'll let us. She seems to be pretty protective of you." Dr. Payton then took on a sly expression. "Let's just test that theory for fun, shall we?"She came to the side of the bed where Debbie had been standing and bent. Shifting a bit for more comfort, her hip came naturally to rest against his huge hand, but neither seemed to notice, so intent were they on the witch and the maiden in the cell."My, my, Diana," the witch murmured, with that same sardonic tone to her name that made her twitch and seemed to cause a warm feeling to start somewhere in her belly. "You've grown quite a bit since you mother took you and left the town where you folks lived last. Ah, but you were only four or five, then, and so you. “Des salutations et une bonne soirée à vous, monsieur.”He responded with a shrug, which gave me hope. It was a shared gesture, after all, one I could understand. I took a moment to clear my thoughts and then, slowly lifted one hand to my chest.“Olivia,” I said, pronouncing my name carefully, and waited.His brow furrowed for a long second before his eyes lit up with what seemed to be recognition. Placing his own paw-like hand upon his broad chest, he spoke slowly for, presumably, my.