Victory put her hands on her hips, looking out at the desert away from me. Looking at her delicious rump filled me with ... thoughts. Specifically: Da.... Fucking. Ass. She clearly would wait, maybe, five seconds more before she’d step on me. And while being stepped on would be fun and all, if you were into that (and I was alarmed at how much I was into the idea of her stepping on me), I had a mission to do here. And so, I resumed my human form. Since it was where I had started from, it took less. I could smell its rubberiness! And I could feel the wetness dripping from between my thighs! In that instant your rubber clad fingers had pinched my nose! Open, you kept saying. I couldn’t breath, my chestfelt gripped by a vice. I was drowning! My lungs bursting for want of one single breath! Yet still I wouldn’t open! Suddenly a pain shot through my body as you cruelly squeezed my nipple. My mouth opened in a scream and in that moment you thrust the gag, its breathing tube almost touching the. She raised it in the air and pressed the shaft against her bush, and clit. Huge bolts of pleasure shot through her body as she felt her brother’s warm penis press against her clitoris. Breathing hard, she rubbed herself against it, grinding her crotch. She wanted it in her. She needed it in her. All she had to do was move her pussy up just a little higher and he could slide right in. She would have him inside her. But she couldn’t. Not with their mom upstairs. It took all her strength, but she. "Well, I better go now. How many days should I pack for?" Three or four maybe. Are you okay with that?" No problem," I replied, picking up my plate to leave."Wait," she said, stopping me. "The psychic mentioned how the entity felt something 'powerful' in this house last night when we were in bed together. Did you have any strong feelings then? It couldn't have been just me."I suddenly became coy. "We were having a pretty deep conversation. So I guess that was it. You know, it was some deep.