) I thought to myself.Ellie responded, “I’m up for it, if Mr P is up for it.”Right then, I saw it! As Ellie finished her statement her eyes flas...hed to the towel and then to my face with a sly grin on her face. Cassie left the room. Ellie turned to pick up an instrument from the tray table. As she did my towel got caught on her elbow and whipped to the floor.Ellie muttered an apology without looking at me and bent over to pick up the towel. When I say, “Bent over,” I mean bent over. There was no. Their eyes were wide with fear.“Don’t be afraid,” the larger crewwoman said. “You only have to go through this once, and the rest of you have already had the first two creams.”That didn’t seem to placate the two girls. Their whimpering stopped, but the tears continued to flow.The crewwoman was right. The first cream tingled... or maybe I should say it burned like hell, but in any case, by the time it was carefully scraped from my body by a crewwoman with what looked like a plastic straight. Up and down. Up and down. She could not believe how wet he was getting, his dick was dripping gooey moisture from its head like a drooling child. She was getting wet too, but this was something else. She let go of the hem of her shirt and it inched up. She could feel the cool air from outside drift between her thighs and her moist pussy. She used her now free hand to undo the snap in the front of his pants, temporarily letting go of his cock to help unzip him. She pulled his. Toads?? Make them all like him?? No. After all the pondering, Morton decidedthat he would just wish them to like him. He really wasn't a vicious guy. Hewas just tired of all the abuse.At 8:00pm, Morton left the library and headed back towards the main partyroom. He figured the best plan of action was to hide in the kitchen until hemade his wish. He thought that 10:00 would be the best time since by then allthe shots would be gone. Morton walked into the kitchen and again headed tothe far wall..