She tried to follow it, but was held back by the dendrites holding her hair. Her flat tongue extruded from her open lips, from which a thread of saliv... formed as a last bridge to the cock before disintegrating into little sprinkles. Something was tugging on her breasts. She watched the metal string shorten between her nipples. The outside prongs pulled her breasts together into two nicely rounded, tight orbs with her erect nipples standing at attention on top of them, proudly presenting her. Her father was acting, when after a few drinks at a party with friends, his hand went down her mother's back until it reached her buttocks and gave them a pinch that made their friends and their wives think, 'Wow look, the rascal still can't keep his hands off his wife after so many years.But he wasn't the only one acting, since when her mother felt the pinch, she would turn around and with the most loving and sensual voice, would give him a gentle slap in his hand and say, "Not here, my dear,. Rubbing them against her bumpy sweet spot. The sensation was intense. Shocks of pleasure shooting through her. Her fingers becoming more and more drenched with each rotation.Her other fingers moved to her clit, still swollen and exposed. Still needing friction in order to cum. She ran her clit through the v of her fingers, squeezing slightly before coming back and circling it. Pressing slightly harder at each rotation. Her fingers were causing such friction. Such pressure. She could feel it. "But... but... no!" Bettina stammered in words that definitely soundedlike musical notes. Holding her hands palm downward in front of her,she watched in horror as the nails on her now slender fingers began tolengthen and turn burgundy red as polish appeared on them. She felt aweight on her ears and reached to examine what was dangling from thembut was interrupted by a cascade of blond wavy hair that fell over hershoulders down to her waist."What ... wha... why... woman... why... why a woman?".
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