.kissing her stomach...stopping to stick my tongue in her navel...she laid down on the wood bench...not caring the slats were warm from the heat...My ...hands pushing her legs apart to expose her beautiful inner thighs and beaded with little droplets of moisture...her pussy begging me to give her relief...I began nibbling on her thighs then circling my long tongue around the folds of her lips..finally I stuck my tongue in to taste her sweet nectar...it was heaven...she was moist with fuid like. The leaves returned to their previous state in a few days and although he was quite relieved, the bud remained in it’s unchanged state. Wanting to find out more about his plant, he returned to the shop where it had come from only to find it boarded up with a “For Rent” sign on the door. “Oh my,” he exclaimed, “What do I do now.” He chose to try the library. It appeared that no text he could find had any information on this rare species. Finally, he went to a horticulturist at the local. “The moments when the collar first saps all their will.”“Lift your right leg,” Caniferd commanded, then laughed uproariously when Yren lifted his right foot off the floor, balancing solidly on his left. Caniferd turned to Hamlade. “See, Isanto? I told you he was no demon. Without his armor, he’s just another great big oaf.”Caniferd laughed. “Using a single collar, I’m going to get everything I want. Everything. He’ll get us the armor. He’ll get us the princess. I’ll have a new toy to play with,. She was stronger than she looked. Kelly holds Kissy down by the wrists, ensuring she is unable to hide herself, then she gulps in the sight with her eyes. Kissy was a gym rat, and it showed. A midsection so toned it could be used as paint, a round, perky ass and that cute little clitty, shaved smooth and caged up in a pink chastity cage. Not to mention that perfect, pink, little asshole of hers, just begging to be eaten out. “Ready baby?” Kelly asks. Kissy just nods. The president grabs a lube.