" Umm, I guess so," I replied. "But not touching okay?" Yeah that's fine," he said.He left the room for a minute and came back in with a tall muscula... guy, probably a little older than me but not by much. He introduced himself as Mike and quickly stripped off, sitting next to me on the sofa. Again the directions came and we started posing, the photographer happily clicking away at us. I suddenly became aware my co model had got rather over excited. I looked at him and his straining. This time, there was a reporter still on duty, a woman for what that was worth, though I did admire her guts. I don’t remember her exact words, but what she had to say was that Chattanooga was under siege by an overwhelming number of monsters. From the picture, we could see that the monsters were mostly wolves, but an occasional harpy or King Kong would show up. There was no censorship of the broadcast, possibly a first in US TV history. We could see humans being caught and killed on screen.. I could feel her stretching around me as she settled, taking all of me. Her breathing ragged as she held herself up, her hands pressed hard into my chest. “Just a second” she hissed. “Just a sec—” I loved feeling her pulse around me, getting used to my cock inside her. She wasn’t the first, or even second girl who had needed a little while to adapt to my size. It was a good feeling; it definitely stoked my ego to be right on the edge of ‘too big’. I ran my fingernails over her ass while she sat. ‘Kid gloves, my ass,’ thought Greg to himself. It took him about 20 minutes to get to where Megan was stranded, and she was furious. ‘What took you so long? I have things to do, I can’t spend my life waiting on incompetent people like you to do their jobs!’ She reprimanded him in an extremely disrespectful and angry tone. He was amused at the fact that he fully intended to be the one doing the chewing out, but she beat him to the punch as she continued to berate him. He calmly, with a warm.