I did dance with some of the other man at the club, but kept coming back to Jonathon.He was the perfect wingman, keeping the pussy hounds at bay, and ...aking sure we got to our cars safely.My juices were really flowing, and it was a minor miracle that I didn’t get into an accident before I got home.I was so hot to trot that I was shedding my clothes on the way to the bedroom.Steve was already asleep, but fortunately for my purposes, he sleeps in the nude.I pulled back the covers, gently pushed. He moved his clawed hand down below her bellybutton and dragged the tip of one claw across her belly. Soon you will be so fat with a demon child in you, you wont be able to see your toes. He retracted his claws and shoved one finger between her legs as he held her still with his other hand grasping across her chest and shoulder. She gasped and struggled to keep her legs closed tight as he shoved further, his fingers painfully chafing against her soft white skin. His fingertip found her opening. When I didnt hear her squeak out a number, I used my other hand to pull on her hair, pulling her head back far enough to stretch her neck, but not enough to hurt her. You know the rules, I hissed in her ear, sinking my digits into her canal with the material of the thong surrounding them. Julie yelped and pushed her body onto my fingers as I stroked them through her pussy. How many? I questioned her through gritted teeth, my fist full of hair pulling her head back further. F-fo-four! she. The wetness of Emma’s pussy rapidly increases, as do the volume of the moans and Megan now starts to feel the tingle spread from her own pussy, the magic tingle that precedes a mind-blowing orgasm. With their mouths locked together, Emma’s hand reaches down and she starts to trace little circles on Megan’s damp mound – pushing the girl’s panties into her pussy a little and feeling the moist juices spread across the fabric. Moaning louder, Megan struggles out of her skirt and tugs her panties.