She pulls her legs closed in an act of defiance.He pushes her down on the couch, pinning her body with his. Her loins warm despite the struggle, sendi...g arousal right into her womanhood. Mike keeps her in place, his hand casually sliding into her jeans, under the band of her panties, his fingers greeting her clit like an old friend. She pulls against his hold even as he rubs her. It’s no use; her clitoris is a game, and Mike has beaten it time and time again. This time is no different. He makes. At dinner we both had steak and lobster. The food was delicious, but it did not compare to the look on Kerry's face and in her eyes. It seemed like we never took our eyes off each other.As soon as we got home Kerry hustled to the bedroom. She seemed to be in a hurry to shed her clothes. I followed her wiggling butt and walked in behind her. She flipped the straps of her black dress off her shoulders. She let it slide down her body. It seemed to float to the floor. In short order her bra and. Reaching his blue-skinned fingers out to the bowl on the table beside him, he dipped his fingers into the warm liquid and speared a thin slice of bloody meat, which he lifted to his mouth and swallowed it. He enjoyed the warm meat as it slid down his throat, and looked at the warrior who now knelt before him."Well? Where is this human that the sensors have detected who has developed powers that could rival ours?" Your eminence, we failed to catch him. We shall catch him. It is just going to. I opened up the lower drawer in her nightstand and took out a shoebox. Victoria opened it up and her eyes opened wide. She had no idea that Mom had so many artificial cocks around with Dad there. Then she wondered why Mom finger fucked her every night. Maybe Mom liked girls…maybe even little girls. I wondered how I could turn this to my advantage. Maybe I could fuck Mom too.Anyway I picked out a dildo about my size and shoved it into Victoria’s pussy. We put the rest of the stuff back and.