“You can talk.”“Of course I can,” grumbled the insect, the ghost of a frown upon it’s tiny face. “Why wouldn’t I be able too?”“Wher... I come from, insects can’t talk,” Alice explained, blushing with embarrassment.“Sounds like a terribly dull place,” the bumblebeetle muttered before launching itself into the air and unfolding its wings before flittering off.“Well, compared to here, I guess it is, but then, Wonderland is rather a terribly strange place and often quite vexing! And look, there. He, I'm pretty sure it is a he because I can feel his dick rubbing between my ass cheeks. He is sucking on my neck. I guess he doesn't care that he is licking at some other guy's dried cum. I'm getting weak in the knees. That spot on my neck is my Achilles heel. His dick is going to end up inside me and I want that now. I'm leaning a bit forward and spreading my legs so he'll go into my pussy. Go, dude. Yes. I moan. Donna must have noticed that I'm about to get fucked because he tell says,. You're here for the roof, right?" Yeah... I'll just get on with that and stay out of your way..." said the worker, awkwardly and with shifty eyes. "Tea?" I asked casually. "Sure," came the response. Maybe he didn't care, I thought. I scuttled out of the room, more embarrassed than I've ever been, and made a cup of tea. I've been doing this for years, and finally got sloppy enough to get caught. I brought him back his tea. As I passed a mirror on the way back, I noticed that the reality had. My pants had slipped a little lower and the outline of my pubic hair was visible.She bit her lower lip and smiled as the speakers came to life and slow music made the environment more romantic. This time I returned her naughty smile and pulled my pants up.“Like to dance” I asked outstretching my right hand towards her.“I haven’t danced like this before, I don’t know much of it” She replied.“That’s ok, just hold me and let the music take control” I advised.A little hesitantly, she gave her hand.