"Aren't you hot?" I asked, taking a couple of steps toward her."A little," she said softly.I moved closer still. Now we were in arm's reach. "I bet ...hose longsleeves are pretty warm," I said as I reached out and delicately tuggedone of her shirt. She nodded slowly, her eyes still fixated on myexposed skin. "It's all right if you get more comfortable. I don'tmind." She nodded again and set her glass, mostly empty, down on thecounter. Her movements were hesitant, and it looked like she. She felt the motion against her G-spot as something entirely new; none of her human partners had ever stroked so that her G-spot was rubbed almost continually. Susan was already moaning by now, but she began to shift into a very high-pitched squeal that the humans could hardly hear, but Jack heard it as an affirmation of his technique.Susan seemed to be coming very hard already, and Jack had not yet deployed his knot. When he did, the intensified pressure on Susan's G-spot was enough to make. I had to press on the plug to stop it slipping out."Which one is it, love." The same as you, the middle one." Good?" Oh, yes, but..." Yes, you look a bit strained. Let me help."She leaned over me and placed a hand between my legs and felt the base of the plug in its place. She tapped lightly on it, and then stroked my penis as it stirred."Stop it, please. Its too much. I'll mess up your clean sheets if you don't."She helped me to stand, and I shuffled across to the bathroom, half leaning on her. In all the years, I had known Katie, I had never seen herlike this, let alone over some guy. She looked up at me with tearstreaked eyes and started to explain what happened. "Wyatt called mebecause he was running late and I thought everything was fine, but whenhe got here he was mad as hell. He asked me if I was some she-male. Iinstantly said no. When I asked him where that came from he told me twoguys down in the lobby asked him if he was here to see the 'he-she' in310. I tried to tell.