She leaned forward, clearing my eyes a little, but all I could see was her furry buttocks and back and the canopy of the bed.She leaned forward, clearing my eyes a little, but all I could see was her furry buttocks and back and the canopy of the bed. I did my best to lick her in that awkward position, and I felt I would drown; she was very wet. I also had to breathe through my mouth since my nose was completely covered by her ass. My attention was suddenly drawn to the sound of the door being opened. Aghast at being caught in this awkward position, I tried to get the young fem's attention, but she held my arms down and said, in that same calm voice, "Quiet." The other person came in and touched my leg, running a mitten (yes, mitten... another Tindal) along the material of my uniform. She addressed my pleasant captor and at least identified herself as a her. Great. I smell a rat, and her name is P'nyssa. The other reached under the diagonal clasp of my jacket and unzipped it. I heard a small expression of frustration, and I guess it was that the shirt for the uniform is a turtleneck. She turned to my boots and removed them, then the socks. She opened my pants and slid them off. At the moment I was unerect, but she curled her mitten around my cock and began to stroke me, very slowly, sliding the skin up and over the head and then back down, and soon that was rectified. There was a shuffling, and then the new one straddled my legs along with the first, except I could feel her feet back along my legs and I knew she was facing my captor, who was not paying much attention to my needs and was occasionally cutting off my air supply. I found it frustratingly exciting, especially since I was now completely volunteering for this. If I weren't, I'd have fought them off and left a long time ago. Someone had gone to a lot of trouble to get me into this bed, and my curiosity, not to mention ego and libido, were piqued. |