”The two halted for a moment then began slowly coming directly towards her. It was too bad they hadn’t come in from the other direction. With the ...cent of her nectar on the wind, the man would have been running into her arms already.“No need to be so cautious, I won’t hurt you.” There was a bit of truth to her words. Despite being killed and slowly digested, they wouldn’t be in any pain at all. Two of the spines protruding from her shoulders bent back, ready to fling the liquid at the end. “Don’t worry, we don’t have to.” I let my hand slip back onto his shaft and nestled his tip back against my anus, aroused and reassured by his daring and his understanding. He felt that I wanted him to take charge, very gently he pushed into the tightness of my backside and I found myself surprisingly aroused at the sensation. I waited impatiently for his next gentle thrust, and the next, and before I knew it I was once again pushing out my hips to meet him, my hands seeking out his to pull him. She looked over her shoulder at the retreating teenager and started lightly clapping her hands. "Well done, Jonny-boy," she said, "well done." I wasn't sure if she was being sarcastic or not. "You've probably done more for that girl's self-image in the last five minutes than we've been able to do in the last year-and-a-half."I must have had a very puzzled look on my face. She motioned for me to sit down and when she had sat, she explained it to me. "When she came to work for me, oh, about 17. ’ Annabelle enquired in what ways. ‘Oh well, she has been explaining things like the mating habits of swans and genetics. She is also something of an art critic which is germane to my employment.’ I pointed out that referring to an alleged work of art as ‘bollocks’ hardly counted as criticism but she patted my hand dismissively and explained to the others her misunderstanding of the word ‘mating’ in the context of the swan’s on the canal. Within minutes our small group was in hysterics. She.