She seems to decide something, and reaches up her arm: but it appears that it's too much, as she immediately collapses. You bend down to get a closer ...ook. It's amazing: she's so small, but looks perfectly human. She obviously needs help. You do your best to gently pick her up, and you bring her home safely. You put a pillow on your coffee table and lay her on it. She doesn't seem to speak any language you know. You put some water in a small dish for her, and shake some breadcrumbs from a bag. His hand came to rest on my shoulder and it flashed through my mind that I was leaning in working his penis with both hands like some paid cheap tart. That thought made me feel uncomfortable but I was loving so much how his cock felt. I pulled his skin up and down and moved my left hand up his shaft realising that even with both hands around it there was more than enough length for me to still move both hands up and down. Precum from his cock was lubricating my efforts and my fingers became. I wanted to fuck him, but I wanted to hear the rest of the story even more."Not the first time she came. But when she started cumming, she started moving a little. She started to hump back and forth a little bit, moving my cock in and out a couple of inches."“First time? She had more than one orgasm with you in her backside?” I was having trouble believing that she came once, much less twice, from having Stephan's dick in her ass.“Uh-huh…twice…when she started moving my cock in and out of her,. When the cage opened again she was in a huge room. It was wonderful with lots of flower like plants and the walls had a nice, warm-feeling color witch Bloom couldn't describe. As she looked around her the found out that she was in a house like structure. As she walked around she saw that it had stairs, doors, carpets. Just like a real house. As she opened a door she could walk out of the house and found herself surrounded by steel walls.She was a person living in the house but the house itself.