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Shadow:

I ducked back behind our shared lover. Almost in fright. I had heard her tell him to wait. Impatience was something she didn't seem to take well. He looked confused and unsure. Suddenly I was stepping forward. I wanted to please her, show her that I could fit in here, not just as a plaything.

"Mistress Medusa. He has disobeyed you hasn't he? This, this lowly man has not obeyed your wishes." This was harder then I had thought, but I saw, or hoped I saw, the glint in her eyes lessen. "Let me teach him lessons in manners. If he is to serve you as your butler, should he not live for your desire? Someone needs to teach him servitude. While you attend to a real man, let me take him back where he belongs, and give him his first lesson."

I met her eyes, and winked. Hoping she would understand.
 
Kerry Collins, MD

It seemed as if a thousand years had passed since I'd surrendered to Tigre, only to be left here, alone, unless you count the grumblings of Frank. He had his charming moments, but patience evidently wasn't a virtue we shared. It might have been tougher on him, handcuffed to the wall, but at least he didn't have to discipline himself not to move. I felt a little proud of this as I knelt in the room, glancing at the clock. Only a few minutes had passed, but even my patience was wearing thin. Where in hell had Tigre gone? And how long before Medusa dragged Frank back in here to give him the lessons in patience and discipline he so clearly needed? Or, maybe he'd scotched his plan to become the butler here. I hope this doesn't turn ugly; I'd hate to have to use my trauma team training so soon in my stay.

*tick, tick*

Every second was an eternity as concern for my employer and her guests grew.
 
Medusa

I smiled back at Shadow "why.. Shadow.. I would be most, most grateful if you would.. no sorry.. could teach him a lesson”
My eyes did sparkle, I had no idea where this sudden side of Shadow came from but I was extremely happy she had revealed it to us.
“I knew she would be perfect” I thought “I knew it, I knew it, I knew it”

“You know the way, right?” I asked as I winked back at her. As she nodded I sipped my wine to keep from laughing.

My eyes, with a mischievous expression all over them, turned to Karl.. Oh.. I would attend to him alright.
All night long..
 
Shadow:
I leaned in and kissed her, holding out my hand to him.
"Sorry sweet lover man. But this servant needs his lesson in patience. I hope I am welcome another time." I smiled as he bent, kissing my hand. I trusted him to keep my secret, because Medusa trusted him.
I turned and strode to the door, trying not to tremble.
"Come." With a word and walked out, trying to remember the way back to the dungeon area. Not looking to see if he followed or not. My thoughts racing. What was I doing? i had no idea what to do. I could only hope he was as new at this as I was. Or that the Mistress had returned.
 
Karl von Falken

I watched as Shadow left, waiting to see what Frank's intentions were. It seemed that the lovely young woman was as intelligent as she was beautiful. She had handled the situation with style.

Medusa was gazing at me with sparkling eyes. I liked what I see in that gaze. Once again, I could feel the stirring in my groin. The briefs I still wore did nothing to hide my arousal, and her eyes shifted to the prominent bulge.

Her lips parted slightly, a flash of white between them. I stepped closer to her, finishing the last of my wine. Whatever she had in mind, I was more than willing to assist.
 
Frank

Although ecstatic about this turn of events, I couldnt let Medusa see that. I just followed Shadow out of her quarters, shutting the door behind me. Shadow was a few steps down the stairs, where I joined her, both of us still nude. Standing a step below, we were at the perfect level to embrace and kiss. I whispered to her how thankful I was for her quick thoughtful action, as it was her I wanted all along. She knew that, as we had made eye contact all though the dinner downstairs, and she knew I was attracted to her. She led me to the second floor, and through a firedoor into the hallway.

I imagined that she was taking me to her room, but mine was closer so I led her there, into a luxurious suite I had been assigned on arrival as a guest, with my mistress Marina who had not chosen to stay. I locked the door, but assuming Medusa has a passkey, I put heavy furniture in front of it just to slow down any entrant, plus warn me of any intruder. Then I led the beautiful and lovely Shadow to the bed, where after an active and eventful few hours, It was nice to recline and snuggle and kiss and enjoy each other.

[Edited by catlover on 03-28-2001 at 08:23 AM]
 
Medusa

They had left, Frank had closed the door behind him. A pity Shadow wouldn’t be joining us now, but we would have plenty of time later. Right now I had more than enough plans for Karl to keep me occupied. Before Frank had interrupted us I lit the fire in the fireplace.

Karl took a step towards me and so did I until I was just in front of him. I wrapped my arms around his neck, my glass still in my hand and looked up at him. I pressed my lips against his, pressing my body against his as well. My fingers sliding through his hair, my tongue explored his lips until I met his, then curling around each other’s.
As I pressed my whole body against his I could feel the evidence of his arousal against my belly and moaned. The warmth of our naked bodies pressed against each other, tickled my senses.
My hands slid down his back and slowly pulled down his short, lifting my leg so I could pull them all the way down to the ground with my toes.
My fingertips slid back up over his thigh and softly stroke the full length of his erection. A soft moan escaped from his throat as I touched him. I smiled, took his hand in mine and guided him to the bed.

I didn’t lie when I said I have an enormous bed. It’s custom made, about twice a king-size bed. I had always dreamt of an outrageously big bed.. and now I had one.. with, custom made, cream coloured, silk sheets and about eight pillows in total.

He sat down on the edge, his hands gliding over my body. Steeling a quick kiss on my breasts. With a gentle touch I urged him to lie down on his back. He pushed himself up to the centre of my bed. I opened the drawer of my bedside cabinet, which was in Jugendstil, like most of my furniture. From the drawer I took a small bottle and held it up while I crawled over to him on my knees. Straddle-legged I sat over his upper legs. His eyes were fixed on the bottle, trying to determine what it was.

I opened the bottle, poured a little into the palm of my hands, closed it and lay the bottle aside. I grinned “it’s massage oil”.
“Ah..” he said for taking away any uncertainty “aaaahaa.. he said again but smiling now with satisfaction. I carefully rubbed my palms together before I placed them on his chest.
With slow long strokes I oiled his complete chest, taking a few more drops to oil my hands before embracing his erection. I started my massage, his chest, teasing his nipples with my thumbs. My hands slid from his chest to his crutch and back.
Occasionally I would lean in to kiss him, his lips, his neck, his nipples.. I loved doing this, both sipping from our wine from time to time..
 
Karl von Falken

So, here we were... at last.

Medusa sat astride my thighs, her hands caressing my body as she smeared the massage oil all over me. It felt so erotic, warm and wet on my skin as her soft hands explored me. And all the time, those eyes gazing into my own. Hungry eyes, gleaming with the light of the fireplace... and other things.

I sighed, her hands helping to ease the tension that I had felt earlier. As I relaxed, I felt the all-to-familiar throbbing again. My cock was so hard, so ready for her touch! It seemed to pulsate with every movement of her hands on me.

She glanced down at it, her lips forming a thin smile. I saw the pink tip of her tongue pressing between them, as if she were thinking of some new sweet torment for me. Her hands were working their way over my body, stroking and caressing me, but they seemed to avoid the one area that most wanted their touch.

I groaned, my hands clenched in the soft fabric of the bedsheets. I wanted her so badly! She must have sensed my desire, because she laughed softly. Of course, how could she realize my need for her? It must be so obvious!

"Please," I moaned. My cock was throbbing miserably, a large drop of pre-cum oozing from the tip. My hips were thrusting beneath her.

"Please!"
 
Medusa

I laughed softly as he groaned. “Please” he moaned. I love it when they “beg” for it. I smiled, kissing my way down, I pushed my body back.
Licked his groins while my hand was stroking his erection, my fingertip gently spreading his pre-cum.
With the tip of my tongue I teased his balls, playing with them, taking them in my mouth. I slowly worked my way up, alternately kissing and licking his throbbing shaft. He moaned deeply.
When I reached the top, I circled it with the tip of my tongue, licked it and then embraced the head with my lips, teasing it inside my mouth with my tongue.
I took it, as deep as I could. “Oh yes..” he moaned softly as I began to suck gently, my mouth enclosing his rock hard erection.

I could feel the warmth of the fire place on my buttocks, I felt them glowing, a very arousing feeling..

Slowly building up the pace, my eyes closed, my hair spread out over his thighs and belly. His fingers wandered through my blond curls, even in his fingertips I could feel his passion growing.
As I enjoyed it so much, I groaned with him, eagerly thrusting his cock into my mouth. One hand holding his erection at the base, the other caressing his balls and the sensitive skin behind them..
 
Kerry Collins, MD

I groaned in annoyance as the hour passed uneventfully. Keeping exactly to my plan, I organized the room, found a notepad, and left a note, which read:

"Mistress; Apologies, but the first lesson will have to wait. I have a very full schedule tomorrow, which will include reviewing everyone's files and meeting with them individually; this does include you.

However, If anyone brings Frank down here for some sorely needed discipline training, Please come and get me immediately! I would dearly love to take part in his instruction!

Kerry."

That done, I left for my assigned room. One nice thing about having been born in a male body, I thought wryly, my sense of direction was nearly flawless. And the halls and corridors of this place were nothing compared to the wards at St.Joseph's Trauma Center. I found my room swiftly and easily, and performed a dry, clinical act of masturbation that produced anything but a dry clinical result; cleaned up, and went to bed
 
Mickie

My appointment with the doctor was fairly early in the morning so I awoke at dawn, slipping on a lacey saphire bra and matching panties. Then brushing my soft brown hair I glanced over my clothing. It was a cloudy day so I pulled on a simple blue dress with a high waist and soft scooped neck and pulled on some soft slippers before heading down for something to eat before my appointment.
 
The next morning I was furious. I had let him lead me. I woke him with a slap on the ass.
"You, the butler. Go and fetch me some breakfast while I shower. Something light and some hot tea.. He looked confused for a moment, and reached for his robe.
"No. You go nude, or else back downstairs with you."
 
Kerry Collins, MD

Ah, Morning! Foutnately, the pilot, Louis, had given me a quick tour of the place, so I knew where my office was, and the attached infirmary, small lab, and lastly, though I fervently hoped I'd never use it, the operating room. First problem of the day: What to wear? I pawed through my clothes, selecting an outfit very carefully for my coming day. Starting from the skin out, what I chose was my trusty gaff (Can't have a sudden case of tumescence ruining the line of a skirt), mist green lace panties and a matching basque with suspenders. A slightly darker green pair of stockings, then a half-slip. White translucent blouse (Professional, yet teasing), and a black knee-length skirt. Hair and makeup were simple; just a little lipstick and eye shadow, and I simply piled my silky auburn tresses atop my head, holding it in place with a profusion of bobby pins. Two strands framed the sides of my face, and I gave them some time with a curling iron to make bouncy curls out of them. Low heels, I was going to be doing a lot of standing and walking today, but skirts really didn't go with more practical footwear.

I wandered the place till I found the kitchens, and grabbed a *very* large mug of coffee, about a quart, then made my way to the office. I had to smile as I stepped in, and hung my papers on the provided hooks on the wall. The place was a stereotypical 1800's design for a doctors office: Large mahogany desk, nice wood panneling, and a *HUGE* bookcase, filled with medical volumes. Behind the desk was a bright steel filing cabinet, and I grinned at the large overstuffed leather boardroom chair. Over the back of it was draped a final touch: a white lab coat. I chuckled softly as I put it on. Everyone expects a doctor to wear a lab coat, so wear it I would. I took a hefty slug of coffee, then put my glasses on and started reading the files on the staff. I should probably get everyone to give a pint of blood, in case of emergencies; that way I was sure to have a good type match on hand if anything nasty happened. It would be a while before I had a decent blood bank here, but I should get a start on being prepared for anything. Sure, Louis could rush anyone to the local hospitals, but my goal was to make that unnecessary. It would be more discrete, and I had a feeling Medusa wanted to keep as much of this operation here in LMB as possible. I was poring over the files and jotting notes when there was a knock at my door.

"Enter!" I announced, pitching my voice to carry.
 
Karl von Falken

It was incredible. I groaned as Medusa's mouth moved up and down my shaft, her tongue caressing every inch of my cock. She was so warm, so wet. I could feel her literally draining the salty fluids from my throbbing slab, hungrily swallowing the pre-cum as it oozed from the slit.

Her fingers were on my balls, gently stroking them. I felt her nails grazing the tender skin, causing me to shiver. Then, they wrapped around the base of my cock and began to stroke it in perfect time with her hungry mouth.

It was overwhelming. I felt the cum churning in my balls, desperate for the release she promised. And yet, I fought it with all my power. I wanted it, but not yet.

Our eyes met, and I felt her lips forming a smile even as she continued sucking me. I threw my head back, thrusting my hips mindlessly. As my own orgasm grew closer, I began to fuck her mouth frantically.
 
Medusa

He looked at me, his eyes bewildered. My eyes twinkled as I could feel the tension in his body rising. I sucked and stroke his erection eagerly just up to the point he was about to cum..
I slowed down, he look at me, frantic.. my hand still gently kneading the base, I crawled up to him, my lips curled in a devilish smile. I position myself on top of him, my pelvis over his.
I moved the tip of his cock between the warm, wet flesh of my pussy. Holding his throbbing slab up like a spear as I lowered myself over it, slowly, moaning deeply as it pierced itself all the way in. Being sure I had taken up as much of him as I could, I paused a moment, enjoying the feeling it gave filling me up...

I leaned in and kissed him passionately as I started to rotate my pelvis, squeezing him with the muscles in my love tunnel. My moans muffled in the kiss.
His hands slid down my back squeezing my flesh in delight.

I sat up, threw back my head. My curls tickled the skin on my back..
With his hands on my hips he followed my movements, his eyes closed, groaning..
Slowly picking up the pace, slowing down, picking it up again..

I was frantically moving my body up and down, sliding over his cock, breathing deeply, moaning, groaning “oh god..”
My body started to shiver again, announcing my orgasm. As I could feel his erection just beyond the point of which you thought it was the limit, I knew he was about to cum as well, retrieving his juices from all over his body.. I wanted them all, deep inside of me..
 
Karl von Falken

It was coming soon, and there was nothing I could do to stop it. My hands held Medusa's hips in a firm grip as I thrust into her, oblivious to anything but the feel of her around me. Warm and wet, I felt her pussy caressing my shaft, clenching me tightly.

Her eyes closed, her mouth fell open, and I could hear the soft groans as she finally reached the limit. A shudder passed through her body, and with a cry of pleasure she surrendered. I watched as her golden hair fell across her face, her head tossed from side to side as she came.

"Oh god," she moaned. Almost immediately, another orgasm burst witin her. Now, I could feel her entire body shaking as she let the waves of pleasure wash through her.

My hands caressed her hips, pulling her even closer as my cock slammed into her. I fought for as long as I could, wanting to satisfy Medusa completely before my own climax. It was inevitable, however; I had delayed it for as long as possible, but I could resist no more.

With a shout of pleasure, I exploded. My cock fired its hot cum deep inside her, seemingly forever. I felt Medusa quiver as her body enjoyed one final orgasm. Then, she fell across me, her hips still pumping against mine. She milked me, squeezing every drop from my meat before we finally came to rest.
 
Mickie

"Morning," I smiled as I entered the proffessional looking office. I sat down and demurely crossed my legs as I looked at her, she ran through same basic questions and I answered what I could.

"My blood type is AB+ so I'm universal reciever, I've given blood before. The only thing that runs in my family is diabetes and my current form of birth control is an implant which will be good for another 3 years. I've never had surgery and only time I've stayed in hospital was when I was born."

I watch as she fills out the info and asks more questions, I answer the best I can and she finally asked if there was anything else.

I pause and bit my lip, "there is one thing, you should probably look at," I pause again, "I've never enjoyed the limited anal play that I've experienced, mainly because there is scar tissue there, would you take a look and see if there's any lotion or something that would make it more pleasureable for me?" I softly say removing my clothing
 
Kerry Collins, MD

"Scar tissue?" I inquired, leading her through the door to the infirmary and handing her one of those infamous paper gowns. "Did someone.. use you roughly back there? Or was it a clumsy exam?" Questions, questions. I sighed and had her get up in the GYN table and scoot down a little as I prepare to give her a pelvic exam. Rubber gloves, K-Y, and playful bedside manner all ready to go.

"The real question is, how much scar tissue are we dealing with? Some of the colon *will* stretch, but the scars won't; they'll just tear again if you're entered swiftly and roughly. I'd probably recommend against any anal play if that's the case."

As I talked, I greased a gloved finger in the K-Y and began rubbing it against her puckered little star, watching for the telltale pelvic twitches and pulses that indicate wether I'm going too fast; I incidentally had a fine view of her genitals, the puffy pink inner lips showing clearly in this spread open state, as did the hood of her clitoris, which was showing signs of tumescence. The light aroma was pleasant, and her whole vulva had the characteristic look of one that had seen a lot of sexual activity recently. Everyone else had been accounted for at some point or another last night, so....

"Claudette?!" I grinned widely. "Congratulations, Mickie!"

Slowly and gently, I began pushing my finger into her back passage..
 
Frank

When Shadow gave me her order, I negated the first- and the second impulse. The first was to knock her across the room, but that isnt my style. After making love to this delectable creature all night, I wouldnt do that anyway but I was so shocked at this command from her, it was hard to resist.

The second was to turn her over my knee and paddle her ass, but that isnt my style either - if I did that it would only be to gently massage her lovely asscheeks and play with her with my fingers, and once I started that we'd be at it all day.

My third reaction was that this girl might just be hungry! I thought what the hell - I'd walked around nude last night, and wasnt in the least inhibited, so why not. At this point I wasnt interested in Medusa or her fucking job as butler either. So - I pulled the furniture away from the door, and with a look back at her pouting on the bed with only a very thin wrap around her - I said "stay put Mistress- I will serve you directly"

Going to the kitchen - the chef was nowhere to be seen, but Claudette was there, shocked to see me nude, and with a quickly rising cock in her presence. Together we threw some stuff together - some orange juice, coffee, pancakes and syrup.

Carrying the tray back up to the room, I had to wonder why I didnt just get it on with cute little Claudette, but put that on the back burner while I went in to serve our breakfast in bed. Id had a cup of coffee downstairs and a sweetroll, so I wasnt that urgently hungry. but there was Shadow eagerly waiting for me. I took the tray over to the bed and with a demure little smile she said "it's about time. What did you do? have sex with Tigre down there?"

She drank the orange juice,and took a sip of the coffee. She looked at me and suggested I should be feeding her. As her love slave I was happy to comply, and speared a piece of pancake bathed in syrup and held the fork to her mouth for her. She smiled and accepted it, swallowing it with a lick of her lips. Another piece, and she was swallowinhg it while I picked up the little pitcher of syrup and started pouring it down her front between those delectable tits I had been sucking much of the night. It ran on down into her navel, and soon her front was covered in syrup! Just the kind of breakfast any man would die for! I was glad Id gone with her program, as I dove in to get my share! licking all over her front, I cleaned most of it off her breasts, makihg sure that the nipples were especially clean by sucking them repeatedly, and then cleaning out her navel by licking it all up there too.

She was still pretty sticky tho, but I had to check further - and sure enough there was another big pocket of syrup all over her pubis, with the fur all encrusted, what there was of it, as she wasn't that hairy. But that had to be cleaned too so a prolonged licking took care of much of it, and then I had to check her pussy for any drops of syrup there.

I wasnt too surprised to discover that she was even sweeter down there - I already knew that as my face had been there most of the night, with my tongue well encased in its nice warm folds. Shadow sure doesnt need any syrup to make that part of her absolute ambrosia, as she just laid back and let me eat her until she started shaking and came with a big sigh, reaching down to pull my naked bod up on top of her, and reaching doen to place my hard cock right there and make sure it slid right on in.

After a glorious fuck and a lot of kisses, giggles and laughs, she finished the pancakes and we went into the shower together, as she asked me "what will we do the rest of the day?"





[Edited by catlover on 03-30-2001 at 08:44 AM]
 
I was a bit surprised he actually obeyed. I grabbed a quick shower while he was gone, then crawled back into bed. This was to be my last time as a free agent. From now on, after breakfast of course, I would obey Medusa and be her loyal employee.
He returned and we enjoyed ourselves, tremendously. The syrup down my front surprised me. I moaned and writhed as he licked and tasted his way down me. Bringing me to orgasm again and again with his naughty tongue.

We made love and cuddled. Then together grabbed a shower. What next? It was obvious. I slipped on a sundress and slid my feet into sandals. I cuddled into his arms, feeling him strong and warm. I sighed, then pulled away.

"I have had a wonderful time. Fun, exciting and I want more. But I am here as an employee. I owe Medusa everything. She has taken me in. I am her's to command." I hushed him with a quick kiss, then turned away. I turned at the door and blew him another kiss.
 
Mickie

I blushed slighty, "How did you know about Claudette? and no it's not fron rough use or anything It just happened from," I paused, "natural use, it tears again usually when it's over an inch thick." It sounds so disgusting but the feel of the doctor's fingers made the discussion seem arousing, opening up to her. "I figured I'd never be able to have anal sex but always been curious, I mean I do have sensation there." I take in a long breath feeling her cold slippery finger ever so gently exploring.
 
Kerry Collins, MD

"Let's see, what order should I take this in? I'm fairly observant, and I know what a vagina that's seen recent activity looks like. Add that with the fact that I know where almost everyone in the house was last night, it narrowed the field to the boy, Victor, I think his name is, and Claudette. I *know* Medusa wouldn't let you get away with Victor, so the field was reduced to one. And I repeat: Congratulations!"

I worked my finger in as deeply as I could, feeling around for anomalies, thankfully there was no BM in there, or I would have had an attack of unprofessional squeamishness. I found a little scarring, but it wasn't outrageous, and I pushed at it, hearing a little whine escape her. Her lips were darkening to an angry reddish color, and her clitoris was tenting its hood. The whole vulva was opening slightly, and showed some wetness.

"Pity about this scarring.. I see you're very anal-erotic, but you should confine your games to small toys. It's just barely possible that a certain hormone cream might be able to loosen the scar tissue enough that it won't tear, but I wouldn't bet the farm on it." I looked into her dissapointed eyes. "I know, it's like that old joke, 'Doctor, Doctor, it hurts when I do this.' 'well, don't do that, then,'. But that's my best advice. Small toys, no cocks, and if you have an encounter that tears it again, come to me. I might be able to prevent further scar tissue from forming."

I lifted an eyebrow. "Would you like me to take care of that?" I asked, gesturing to her open, lightly pulsing sex.

[Edited by SpectreT on 03-30-2001 at 01:14 PM]
 
Medusa

It was exactly, even more than, what I needed.. a triple orgasm. In one evening.. not bad..
Squeezing the last juices from his body I lay down on top of him. Normally I had quite some staying-power and may had been able to give him more pleasure that evening, but it had been an thrilling first day. I was exhausted.
I curled up in his arms like a little girl, my fingers caressing his chest. I soon fell asleep with a warm feeling of bliss and satisfaction.

The next morning I woke up, the sunlight through the lace curtains, announced another bright sunny day. I lifted my head, my curls all wild as usual and looked at Karl’s’ face as he was still sleeping. He looked adorable, vulnerable even.
I softly pressed my lips against his cheeks, a soft moan from his side meaning he was in the fuzzy state between dreams and the awakening.
I rolled over, out of the bed to take a shower. The sound of the splashing water must have waken him up. About five minutes later he startled me, he was leaning against the door-post. His arms crossed, silently observing me. I grinned over my own jumpy behaviour, he stepped into the shower with me. Pressing his body against mine from behind, his arms wrapped around my waist, kissing my neck. I slid my head to one side as the tip of his tongue and lips tickled the full length my neck.

We let the warm wash away the evidence of the previous night, kissing and playing, before he lifted me up, my legs wrapped around his waist and carried me back to the bed, our bodies still wet. Frantically kissing each other, he lay me down, his body on top of me.
His shaft, hard as it had become again, had no problem finding my delicate entrance all by itself. A deep sigh of delight escaped me as it slowly filled me up, thrusting in a languid rhythm...
 
Mickie

"I expected as much, I guess I don't mind so much. You have a very gentle touch Doctor, as for Claudette it was rather fun," I purr softly hips moving a little. "If you wouldn't mind, I could really use a delicate touch." I smile back at the doctor. There was something different about her that I couldn't quite pinpoint. She was dressed with great care to her looks and I could feel my nipples hardening as I gently brushed them up and down the examination table.
 
Kerry Collins, MD

"Well, the cream I mentioned is usually used to promote better healing in skin graft cases where scarring could cause problems, like the face. It basically fools the wounded area into growing new epidermal tissue instead of scars. It's been known to soften scars, as well, and that's what I thought might work. You're under my care, now, so, if you feel like taking the risk, I can supply you with the ointment. I can always put you back together again if I'm wrong." Light smile at that. "Not enough research has been done to test it as a possible anal loosener."

"And as for your other hole..." Again I smile lightly, "Fingers, tongue, or cock? Name your preference. I can be very gentle with all three."

Now to pray she doesn't freak out....
 
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