I mean you like to ... um ... do me again? And maybe also bite me on neck like other night?"I turned slowly and faced her."Bite you on the neck? You c...azy or what."She smiled. "C'mon, Mr. Kaid. It was the greatest. I thought I would explode when you did it. I came so many times. Come on, Mr. Kaid. We do some more."I stared at the eager girl as she pressed her body to mine. She wore nothing underneath her dress. She radiated heat like a volcano. Her lust excited and aroused me. The strain of. She staunchly refused the panties saying it was symbolic, and practical…! Now came the slutty bit, a tight white top, and a red skirt that clung to her arse tightly matched with high-heeled black leather boots that almost her knees and were laced up the side all the way from ankle to knee, she sat while he did her make-up, full red lips, and eye shadow her hair combed over her shoulders. Donning a black leather jacket, she looked both slutty and fantastic in one! She slipped a ½ bottle of cheap. She didn't know how long she'd been in the abandoned building with the tattooed woman. And her friend of course. Her monstrous, tentacled friend who had lured her here and fucked her over in almost every way imaginable. Sarah had never been pregnant...before. Now, she looked to be nine months along. Her belly was huge and full. She didn't think she could have gotten off the floor, even without the tentacle restraints keeping her arms and legs spread. Not to mention the ever present tentacle. By that time she'd swung her legs up onto the couch and I was right in between them, holding myself off of her with one hand while the other was busy. Well, with my cock so hard, and me so lost in what we were doing, I just automatically started rubbing it against her. I mean, who wouldn't, right? So Elizabeth, she says, "Hey, what are you doing?" And I asked her what she meant, and she said down there. And I got all embarrassed again, but she said it was all right. Then she asked me if it.