” Her head dropped forward, and Richard thought she was crying. He stilled; this was not what he had imagined. His cock was pulsing in her, and he...was fighting for control. “And? What happened then?” Richards hands sank to her hips, clutching them and holding her steady. Any movement from her now and he would be pouring his cum into her quivering pussy. Lucy’s silence echoed through the room. Richard wondered if he dare take a hand off her hips to smack her ass again, when she finally. They then went into a little more whispered discussion with each other, before the taller one issued the statement, "We are interested in exploring this experience but make no promises. Take us to your room." So I led them back past the elevators, up the corridor to my room. I now held the bucket to one side, my cock no longer fully flaccid, but still not quite in their sight. I had left the door with the latch preventing closure and entered in front of my audience. Each one peered inside. I yelped, the hairs on my arms standing up as another bolt arced past me and struck a tree in front of me. Sparks danced on the wood, and flames sputtered for a moment then snuffed out, leaving curling, gray smoke behind.I dodged to the right. Bushes rustled behind me. Twigs snapped and wet leaves squished. I splashed through a puddle and jumped over a root. I ducked vines as lightning shot over my head. Fire flared to my right.My heart hammered.“You think you can eat me?” I laughed. I had to. He had seen men change during the war after some particularly gruelling experience but had no idea what to do about it. His feeling was that Mark would get over it but he had no idea when or how to hasten it.Serena was not to be put off though. Nevertheless she bided her time and in mid-May, after six months, she could bear it no longer. The whole family had been pulled down. Victoria was skin and bones and utterly exhausted. Serena tackled Mark one mid-morning while he was still sitting at the.