"Hen, you see, was always terrified whenever she was in the presence of the fox," Maurice continued. "She'd think to herself, 'I am so weak and incons...equential that Fox could kill me in an instant. I better do whatever he says.'Maurice paused and I looked up and saw him adjust his rimless glasses. He smiled before continuing, "You see, no one had ever told Hen what she was. They were afraid to. And Hen, you see, had a disease common to her type: she became blind whenever she looked in a mirror.. Looking at her rival, Jacqui saw why she appealed to Karl, if Paula's outfit was anything to go by. Paula's artificial 'little girl' look was natural to Helen. Although she was some six inches taller than Karl, her reddish-blonde hair and a pale face, green eyes, and a figure that looked still to have puppy-fat on it gave her an air of young innocence that Jacqui knew appealed to some men. Dress her in a white blouse, a short skirt and ankle socks and she could pass for thirteen or fourteen. It felt sensuous, erotic.Lilla went with a lipstick lesbian theme today. Except for the shoes she wore the outfit I had on yesterday. A sexy, florescent green lace top with long flared sleeves. A wide garter belt and sheer black stockings. A sexy, flippy, swishy black miniskirt. And five inch black fuck me pumps. Subtle makeup. Her stunning red hair in careful disarray. A lump under the skirt told me she had on the strap-on, bent down from the looks of it. She was spectacular.We went into the. ?She was dripping wet and her juices tasted like honey!?I could’ve spent the rest of the day, nah, week, there, just tasting and smelling her, but had my orders, so up and down on the outside of the sweet lips my tongue went, then in between them to stab briefly into the entrance to her creaming tunnel, and then up to her love button.?She lasted only seconds after my lips closed around it.?Shit, but she was loud! She screamed and thrashed around so I had to cling to her thighs for dear.