I considered attempting to stealthily retreat, quickly sensing that it would be an impossible undertaking to remain unheard and invisible. In for a p...nny, in for a pound. It was a phrase Professor Waite had been fond of and one that applied to the here and now. I sat up, aware of my vulnerable state and turned my gaze towards the sentient creature, marveling at the physique the deepening twilight revealed.Muscles rippled beneath its midnight black scales, rivaling even our own dear Bull’s. I collapsed onto the bed and couldn't move. I was wiped. Wow, what a fuck.We must have nodded for an hour or two. I awoke having to piss. (Hey, it happens to guys my age!) Wayne was out cold, a snoring mess. I quietly went to the john to pee and shower. I quietly dressed. I also refilled his bong and tiptoed down to the kitchen. I pulled a Mango Snapple from the fridge as well as a plate of cheese cubes, sliced sausage and roasted peppers. I toked up a couple of times when I heard the shower. When i got to the basement kit was already there sitting on a sofa which canfold flat by lowering the back rest. she was dressed the same only now the top two buttons of her shirt were undone. i was dressed in a pair of long white cotton pajama pants and nothing else. i decided to be bold and take charge so when i sat next to kit i took her chin in my hand turned herface to me and softly kissed her. i ran my tongue over her lips before entering her mouth. kit wasnow softly moaning into my. Before I realized it I was slowly toying with my now hard cock. For some reason this giant pussy stuff was really turning me on and before long I was at full strokes fisting my cock with a real bad need to cum. It did not take long with the images of Laura down on all fours and me fucking her with a baseball bat before my hips were bucking up to meet my pounding hand that I was rewarded with a load of warm cum being shot on my chest. My Saturday mornings usually started off with a quick jerk of.