As her orgasm subsided, Murielle realized that the raptor was still staring at her, and not eating her! She didn’t understand what the problem was a...d automatically projected her question into the raptor’s reptilian mind. The raptor blinked, surprised that its dinner was talking to him.‘Soft thing wants eaten?’‘Yes!’ Murielle thought back, surprised that she was telepathically in contact with this strange, alien mind. ‘Tear out my belly! Make me cum!’‘Soft thing wants eggs make?’ she could feel. Then looking over at the clock, he noticed it was getting late and that he'd better get up so they could head back to the dock before it got dark. Swinging his legs over the edge of the bunk and standing up, he walked over to his wife, put his arms around her and kissed her on the smoothness of her neck. At the same time his hands moved up, cupped each of her 36DD breasts, and squeezed them gently paying special attention to her sensitive nipples. "How do you feel, baby?" Mike asked. Tell me something Grace, what am I doing wrong? Why don't guys open up with me?"Grace tried to hold her tongue, as she had many times before when having this conversation with her sister, and this time decided against it."You push them away," Grace said, and immediately regretted it.Nora set her fork down."I do?"Grace tried to find the right phrasing."Yes. You find a guy you're into, and you don't let up. Every time, you're all over him, acting like his wife when you haven't dated more than a. “You’ve been a naughty girl, Brandy. I told you not to cum and you defied me, standing in the window, my camera recording all of your shameful defiance.”“I’m sorrrry, Sirr,” she stammered, even though she knowingly defied him. “I’m a naughty girl,” she admitted.“Yes you are, Brandy. And naughty girls need to be punished. Take the path behind your house into the woods. I’ll meet you.”“When?” She felt the heat between her legs at the thought of Michael spanking her.“Now.” Michael hung up the.