It could be a lot worse.Nikki. Dominique Domingue Granger, MSEE, PhD, ASMEL, and something that is a creature of a curious rift in the time-space cont...nuum. There are nights I’ve lain awake trying to figure out what I did to deserve her. She’s just been THERE. After a hurricane – there. Out of high school – there. Engineering degree – there. Doctorate – there. Key player in an emerging robotics field – boy has she been there.Don’t get me wrong. If we were JUST 3Sigma Engineering, doing power. We had a gentle fuck, taking our time, then fell asleep. Some time later I felt the bed move as someone got in with us, but I did not wake up enough to find out who, or what time it was. In the morning I woke up to discover that Sarah was the one who had come home and got into bed with us. I tried to get up to go and have a pee without waking either Sarah or Slut, but Slut woke up. What time is it? Where are you going? Its early yet. I have to have a pee. Go back to sleep for a bit longer.. And then she bit me. Itfelt like passion at first, and at last, but some where in the middle Ipanicked and tried to wrench free from her grip. But her arms were hardaround my shoulders, and she sucked determinedly at my neck; I felt the skinbreak. I moaned. She keened a triumphant sound as I twisted in her grasp. Her hand at my face felt cloying now, almost like she were made of the samefabric, and I screamed a muffled scream. I felt like I was cumming.Then she released me. And I fell away. I began to slowly undulate my hips as I threw my head back and ran my hands through my long black hair before sliding them down my neck, and finally to my thrusting tits. Dressed in skin tight black lace, my large milky breasts were straining against the fabric, as if begging my lover to touch them. As I ran my hands over my tits, the friction against my nipples was so intense that I could feel the juices begin to flow. I continued to slide my hands down over my silky stomach until I reached.