Looking closer her mouth dropped open. That bastard!The blonde male’s, that was her assistant, mouth also dropped open. Was it possible that his mis...ress's reproductive system was actually starting to work?Mellos was furious, how dare that imbecilic, ass of an IP whore! She was going to kill him for this. She was Mellos Thymp the terror of the seven sectors. Even those disgusting councilors seemed to be afraid of her. She was NOT a baby making factory nor would she ever be. That was one thing. It was quickly met with another finger, and I lost my ability to breathe. It wasn't his cock, which seemed to jolt in my hand every time he shoved his fingers deeper into my pussy, but it was still thrilling.My attempts at jerking him off were becoming less and less successful, as was my ability to stand up straight. My legs were feeling like jelly, and almost buckled beneath me twice as his fingertips feverishly rubbed against that sweet spot inside of me. His hips weren't moving anymore, he. She found herself sitting on her couch at 8-something PM! masturbating.The absurdity of the situation didn’t even faze her. She recognized her need now. A primal desire for release – and something else. Something she had never felt before. A hunger as if she’d be stranded on a deserted island without food. Almost painful, she associated it with her desire to cum. Harder and faster she rubbed herself. One finger, then two and finally three fingers penetrated her body. If it wasn’t attached, her. Neighbors would be invited to fuck the wife before she was spitted and put still-alive over a barbecue pit to roast. A few times, Mindy and Tracey had masturbated or licked each other to orgasm viewing the cartoons. All the cartoon women had fairly large breasts and that made it easier for Mindy to imagine herself as one of them.“You need it, don’t you Min?” Tracey asked her friend in a hushed voice even though they both knew no one could hear them.Mindy just nodded. It had only been four days.