How right it is.Some time went by before I actually started dressing. I can still rememberthe breathless thrill of packages arriving, the first time I...walked inheels, the first time I shaved my legs, my first attempts at make-up. Butstill, I never had any desire to meet. Sure, as a fantasy, but not forreal. I'd be too scared, too self-conscious to ever actually go throughwith it. Too scared of where it might eventually lead once I did genuinelysub to another. My fantasies were dark...being. I just smiled, reached for his dick and pulled it out of her. It was dripping with her pussy juice. I had to give it a suck. It was heaven. He groaned, she groaned, I groaned, and I pushed it back into her. "Kiss me," Jane begged. So I did. "I want to watch you fuck her properly," I said to Paul. "Properly." "You want that?" I asked, looking into Jane's face: "Oh yeah," and "yeah" came back from each of them. I laid back on the bed and stroked myself while I watched my boyfriend turn this girl. Even as I creamed again, I felt a bit of discomfort in my tummy, near where his thing was. When this started, my lover began to pull back till only the tip was in my womb before thrusting back in, making me grunt around the tentacle in my mouth before it started spitting more of the delicious green liquid down my throat.I swallowed with all my might, but it was too much and my tummy was just too full from last time. It started leaking out around my mouth, running down my chin and onto my chest.. ” Mike teased back, breathing a little heavy and she continued to stroke him lightly as he reached between her thin thighs and began exploring her sex as well, “Damn that feels good...”Tiffany gasped as she let her head fall back and smiled dreamily, “Oh god, it sure does...” Mike smiled, then shifted in the seat, forcing her to her back and climbing between Tiffany's legs, “Mike...I...I've been working all night...”“Shhhh….” Mike responded before leaning down and licking the length of her wet.