The nectar trickles out of her pussy as I continue tormenting my beautiful captive.“Please Cassie, I can’t take it anymore, please, please fuck my...ass.”Sliding the dildo down her between her cheeks one last time, I rest the tip against her brown hole. Pepper gasps at the feeling as I wait a moment before penetrating her virgin ass.With my other hand, I slowly insert two fingers in her pussy as I push the dildo slowly into her ass.“Oh God, please go slowly,” Pepper moans as inch by inch, her ass. Standing up, she says, "You! What are you doing here?! Go away. Getout of here now!"The figure slowly approaches the porch wearing an odd outfit. Ingrid,panicking, runs inside and toward the back of the house. The figureyells, "It's me. I need your help. I won't hurt you."Ingrid makes it to her bedroom and picks up the phone to call 911, butthe figure is coming toward her, the twisted and evil face looking at herwith a penetrating glare. It says, "I promise I won't hurt you."Ingrid. “Alright, I want as much speed as you can make. This energy trail won’t last forever. Then again,” Wren stopped as she thought about it. “The trail should have dissipated before now, check to see if it was manufactured.”“I have adjusted sensors, running Particle Detector now. I should have results soon Master Wren.” Trigon said.“Alright in the meantime keep all sensors up, I don’t want any surprises while we are out here. I’m afraid it wouldn’t turn out very good for us,” Wren said.“Compliance. He seemed to luminance, sticking out of the crowd with a comfortable glow, an idol in a way, with never an enemy. I, being the forementioneds Best Friend, was aware of all of this, and (although secretly) very, very attracted. We went to Jacksonville Middle School, 8th grade. I am five foot nine, very muscular, and bisexual. I have brown hair, commonly mistaken for black, green-blue eyes, and the identical skater-boy haircut. It was second period: Science. Tom was flirting harmlessly with his.