A flash of anger surged through me. The couatl were a problem for the halflings who settled on the Island of the Birds, and one the avians refused to ...ccept responsibility for creating and letting escape into the jungle.I pulled my knife from my sheath and stabbed the couatl as it reached Xera's twitching leg. “No, she's mine to play with.”My knife scored along the thick scales of the serpentine monster. It hissed, a thin line of oozing blood trickling down its body and reaching its crimson. Okay?”“Yeah, well, hopefully, I guess,” I said.And then it was half past noon. Lunch was over, and Marian was shopping.I was sitting across from the man in my new neighbor’s apartment: the one he’d apparently and specially arranged for her to have next door to mine. I’d have to thank him for that. Well, there was no money involved this time.“Before you say anything, let me,” he said. His request was good by me because I wasn’t sure what I wanted to say anyway.“Okay,” I said.“I heard about what. The outfit would have been sexy on any teenage girl, but Megan’s innocent look and demeanor mixed perfectly with the outfit.Mike had to put his hands in his pockets to hide a growing erection, and was thankful when Megan finished rummaging around in her bag for something and stood up straight, hiding the view of her panties. As soon as she looked at him and smiled, the erection kept growing.“Thanks for taking me home tonight, Mr. Wilks. My boyfriend can be such a butt head.”Another interesting. I told him I still didn’t like it but I would play along with him from time to time but he needed to make sure it was not always about black dick. Now the truth was that that little role playing incident had gotten me hotter than I had ever been. I came harder imagining that black cock in me than I had ever came before. After that we always seemed to role play ( mostly black cock stuff) and I didn’t resist it like I used to. I found it easier to participate and this pleased my husband very.