She had published many works on the sexual preferences of the female species. Some of the titles included The Beardsley School for Girls, A Date in Ve...ice, The Village, A Bird in the Cage, Bad Santa, and many more. She had written many of her works with an other famous scientific female author, her roommate called Lady Jen. They had even planned on taking Catherine Belmont to help them in the sexual experiments. While Catherine Belmont’s literature often involved physical abuse of the female. Her arms were drawn apart, as were her legs, spreading her thighs so that her smooth bare sex was exposed. She struggled briefly, but suspended as she was, there was nothing she could do to escape.Two more tentacles writhed towards her out of the walls. Were they going to split her open like Isaac? If so, she wished they’d just get on with it. But instead they began to writhe across her body in a strangely sensual way, moving unerringly towards the twin mounds of her firm little breasts. The. I feel his hands now on my hips, guiding my movements over his cock, I know that if I want I could make him cum fast, but I do not want this yet, I want to delay the pleasure for us as long as I can resist. He seems to be reading my mind, because he lifts me away from him, pulls his boxers off and throws them across the bedroom, and with his hands he subtly guides me down his body, slowly. So that I can savor the taste of his skin on my lips and tongue all the way down. As my tongue reaches his. “Cole is a friend of mine I’ve been wanting you to meet,” she said. “We’ve known each other for about a week now. I thought I’d invite him over so you two can meet.”Cole gave me an insouciant stare; his hand kept caressing Lisa’s knee while the silence reigned before us as I tried putting together what I was afraid was coming. Already I felt a tremor rising in my gut and sensed whatever was coming won’t be good for me.“Okay. Now we’ve met, care to tell me what really you two have been doing.