I said, sorry Komola, I was looking for you, but you were nowhere to be found. She said,Choto sab,please go, I would be right there.She was a bit extr... bashful while working in the house later. I did not say anything, as if nothing happened. She was serving me dinner. I asked her to eat something with me. She said she was not allowed to eat anything there. I asked her to sit in the chair. She said, maids were not allowed to sit there either. Then I said, Komola, do you know how beautiful you. When I thought of how little I knew about the life of the boy I had taken over, it was not as thrilling.That night found us glued to the radio listening as the news brought wave after wave of terrifying statistics to us. The number of cases had exploded, as I suspected they would. By late evening of day three of the outbreak, over three-hundred thousand Americans were either dead, or expected to die within hours to a day. All transportation, airports, ships, railroads, bus service, and private. " Dylan growls, quickly reaching forward grabbing her hair, dragging her across the floor once more, her knees scraping on the wood, until her face is right above his cock, which he starts to push to her mouth. Kaylee resists still, a sickening feeling as the cum-covered tip smears across her lips. Dylan's anger is back, and his free hand pinches her nose, choking off the air so she can't breathe. Kaylee holds out as long as possible, but eventually she gives up, opening her mouth to gasp. Shecould remember her name ("Lair-in", she thought proudly, her tailthumping twice) and her friend's name ("Em. Emmmm.") and that all ofthis was wrong. Somehow. Her eyes traced down to the man's crotch andshe pressed her furry thighs together. The fur was matted with her andthe male's cum and their sweat. She could smell all of it and it madeher stomach twist into painfully pleasurable knots.Knots. Lauren moaned and went to all fours. Knots. She huffed,shaking her head. Heat bloomed.