<strong>Richard's Slave</strong><br/><br/>The girl clearly felt her tongue lengthen and split at the ends, it felt dryer. The organ moved about her masks and her lips like a limb. She blinked twice at his command. It was the only choice she had as she didn't want to be turned into the exact same thing that Maria had threatened to make Richard earlier. Whatever she was now, she simply wanted it reverse. Though at the same time the sexual stimulation coursing through her tail and breasts was driving her insane.<br/><br/>By the time the mask was removed she was more than eager to pleasure his shaft. The prehensile tongue actually proved quite maneuverable though she could get the hang of wrapping it around his member. She spit around her lips and drooled over his member to make it moist. With one hand she held it at the base, using her long tongue to wind up and down softly while desperately using her wet lips to pressure the glans. She was scared to death of even touching his flesh with her teeth lest he think she was going to bite. A hand tried to reach her low opening, she wanted so badly to pleasure herself but couldn't reach the wet hole amidst her scales.