Maybe she will get better.She continued to chew for over two minutes.He asked her, “Are you going to swallow?“How much longer are you going to che... before you swallow?”She’s choking, turning blue.Oh shit.I need to get that food out of her mouth. Not wanting to get his fingers bitten he picked up a stick from the floor, used one hand to force her mouth open, stuck the stick between her teeth to keep her mouth open, and used one finger to scoop the mass of chewed cheeseburger out of her. So how do you reproduce?" (Okay, it wasn’t exactly the question that was really on my mind but it was close!) The tentacles in front of me rippled outwards and then rippled inwards as the smooth velvety voice beside me answered, "No, we are neither... It has been over 500 generations since we have needed physical contact in order to spawn a progeny. We simply decide upon that course and the process is begun. The infant mind is created from the group mind and so is a part of all while. " Oh thank you, mame," said Greg, ready to pee himself."Ok, well you guys have fun dress shopping, and I'll see you later mom."Brad kissed his mother's cheek. "Mom, text me when you are going to pickme up. I'll probably still be at the arcade." Ok dear," said Hillary."See ya girls," said Brad, squeezing Greg's hand gently and kissing hischeek before whispering in his ear. "Thanks for tonight, and you are themost beautiful cheerleader I've ever seen."Greg's face was beat red from embarrassment. “Mandy,” he said.“Unh huh.” They adjusted, and he slid right in. She moved her right leg over his, opening her wide. He fingered her again, and it felt even better with his cock occupying her.He stroked her bristles. He moved slightly and slowly out, then more slowly in. He rested behind her with only his hand moving. It moved up to her breast. He moved in and out and then rested again.“Am I moving too slowly?” he asked.“Just right.” The motions, the being filled, the relaxation and the warmth.