A finger finds the still throbbing stiffness of my clit.Beth's tongue darts forward lapping across the tip of a teat as my finger commences a gentle c...aress. Her tongue circles, wetting the fleshy nugget, before closing both lips about its blood-infused form and suckling it deep into the waiting warm, wet hole.My finger circles, flicks, teases. A nail digs fierce bringing forth a moan and an involuntary jerking of my hips. Daisy's cupping fingers are kneading at her breasts, pressing in gently. “ I can’t believe you just said that ” I replied “ but you’re right I am very horny you’ve been brushing against me for hours and I can’t help myself, I really want to see what’s inside those gorgeous white tights.” Oh my god what was I saying! I’ve never blurted that out to a guy before, he must think I’m a real slut.He walked towards me and pulled my body against his, he put his hands on my shiny bottom and squeezed my cheeks, as he did I could feel his bulge against me I wanted him so badly. Everyone knew Raffi and many fed him regularly so he had managed to pick up flesh. After his owner died three years ago, Raffi started roaming the streets, frightening the children, and not only them, with his fearful looks, but a week later no one doubted that the big animal was meek and harmless. The kids were climbing on him, tugging his ears, thrusting their hands into his mouth and in return getting series of wet licks on the face. Raffi induced roars of laughter when playing with a stick. ?Do you understand, slave?? he repeated, and still caressing her rear. ?Yes, Master.? His hands moved up her back, His fingernails tracing patterns into her skin, making her shiver. ?I’m going to release you,? He whispered, ?You are to turn over then remain still.? ?Yes, Master,? she replied softly. For a second she thought of trying to escape, but thought better of it. For one: she didn’t know what His build was, but He sounded as if He could overpower her easily..