Her tongue went back to dancing at the base of the head while she looked up at me; her eyes shining in the moonlight.Still looking up at me, she said,...“I want you inside of me now! Lay down and I’ll get on top of you!”I did as she asked and she straddled my cock, pinning it between us. I tried to move her up to get her in position.She said, “Wait: not yet. I need to rub myself on you—I’m not wet enough yet.”I said ‘ok’ and waited for her queue. She was purring like a cat in heat in my ear. "You're welcome," she said. I looked around the room--some sort ofguest room. There was a bed in the center of the room, a bedside tablewith a drawer in it beside the bed, a plushy chair in a corner, a chestof drawers, a dressing table with chair, and a full length mirrorhanging over the door. "And that's not all." She led me to thedressing table, which had a wide variety of make up, cosmetics, andhair care accessories on it and in its drawers. Then she took me overto the chest of drawers and. ‘Black spider. You saw him.’ ‘Yes,’ admitted Keme. The child lowered her hands from his ears. ‘You were scared,’ she said, and giggled. ‘Scared of the spider.’ ‘He looked scary,’ admitted Keme. ‘But in the end he didn’t harm us.’ ‘Giant snail monster,’ said the girl, and giggled again. ‘Snail monster?’ asked the worn out man, alarm in his voice. ‘When?’ ‘Ssshh,’ said the girl, holding a finger over her lips. ‘Secret.’ ‘Evelin tell me more about the snail monster,’ said the worn out man, rising. After the sun went down the activity of the ants began to abate and, blessedly, come to an end. But his ordeal was not over by a long shot! With the night came the buzzing of the mosquitos... Drawn to the warmth of his body and especially to the heat of his whipped ass and groin, they congregated and fed. Throughout the night he could hear them buzzing around him. He could feel them ever so lightly land on his ass and thighs. Occasionally he'd feel a sting as a particularly large mosquito.