Gretchen kept a close eye on Wendy, not concerned that Nina might go too far, but wanting to learn the girl’s reactions as the stimulation pushed he... towards the edge. Wendy’s head was tipped back, her eyes closed, and she was lost in the sensation of Nina’s fingers on her clit, rubbing it hard, bringing her closer to the orgasm she was craving. Her breathing was ragged, and her hips had started churning, trying to fuck Nina’s hand, trying to increase the pressure on her clit. Gretchen could. I changed back into my cloths and adopted what I now thought of as my ‘default’ form. I was a bit more relaxed then any of my other forms; like the difference between wearing a business suit and track pants. That was how I was coming to think of it, like I was trying on different suits. I crept out the back door into our small overgrown yard, even though it was too small really to be called a yard. The stars were just starting to come out as I hoped over the waist high chain link fence that. More

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