I had a shower and finally went to bed having fantasies about thick red dog cocks! I just kept imagining what would have happened if I had just turned...over face down when he tried to mount me. I kept imagining I'd just let him jump up onto my back and guided his thin red pencil cock up into my pussy to let him fuck me. As I masturbated I imagined I could feel the hot sperm he'd shot over my thighs earlier that day flooding into my pussy. I imagined Bill shaking as he ejaculated and pumped his. Somehow she knew this was nothing to worry about.“There you are. Come here honey…”The creature had doubled its size already. Monica believed the bug was eating the plants she brought from the creek. She placed it on the bed and watched attentively as the weird creature began to glow again. The light was so alluring that it was hard to take her eyes off it. Swirling patterns danced in rhythmic motion, surrounded by a bluish haze that created the effect that the image was floating in the air,. The feeling of him against her caused an instinctual reaction to wrap one of her legs around his waist. Which was a mistake because when he saw her perfect pink hairless gash he lost his mind, nearly ripping his own pants of and violently forcing his thick meat into her tight cunt. The feeling of his throbbing cock ripping her pussy apart made her gasp, and then cream in agony. She felt like a virgin again, and not in a good way. The suddenness of it made her head spin, and she couldnt breath. .. yes, I shall) stuff back into my bookbag. As the last piece of paper went in, Sherry reappeared from the coffee shop, styrofoam cup in hand. The paper tab and string of a teabag dangled from the side. She spun a chair around and sat down, leaning forward against the chair’s back.“So, how is it going, Ken.”“S’okay.”“The truth, please.” Her voice was as hard as the quartzite I had just been reading about.“Yes, Mistress.” I replied automatically. I smiled as if it were just a joke. “Shitty.”She.