I rested on Artimus’s belly as his oversensitive dick throbbed hard inside me, lifting my entire body up with every twitch, before it finally slippe... out of me and returned to its sheath. Roland slapped my ass with his tail to get me up and moving. “Who said you were done bitch boy?”“Oh Roland, it’s been so long I couldn’t do more if I wanted to.” Artimus replied, sighing happily.“So I take it he will suit our plans well?” Roland asked.“Oh you weren’t lying; he WILL do perfectly for our plans…”. "She won't. She's one of my people. She's a very nice person too. If you get on with her, which I'm sure you will, she may be someone you can confide in about things that you might not want to talk about with me."Becca looked at him blankly."Woman to woman things." Oh!" Becca giggled. "Like sanitary towels." Yes, you cheeky monkey."Becca giggled again.The hairdresser arrived promptly at ten. She was a pleasant looking woman in her thirties with, as Becca soon discovered, a kind smile and a. I remembered one incident in particular when I was in the bathroom peeing and Bethany walked right in closing the door behind her. Bethany had been completely naked and had said that she had to pee desperately. She had her legs crossed and was doing a cute little pee-pee dance. So I pinched off the stream and let her sit down on the toilet. Well pinching off the stream was not such a good thing. So as this nude girl sat on the toilet while I peed into the bathtub. We looked at one another and. "Its 4 in the morning... Screw this." I got off at the next exit, and headed for a carpool parking lot. Parked near a phone booth, shut the engine, locked the doors, and made my way to the backseat. I laid down, and I was out within seconds. Next thing I knew, the sun was in my eyes, and I could hear a slight moaning. I sat up and rubbed my eyes, and there was Geena, in the front seat, with neither pants, nor underwear, with her eyes closed and her hand between her legs. I quietly made my way.