“Yes, I love getting raped! Fuck my slutty asshole harder! Cum in my ass!”“Imagine if Ashley were to hear you say that. Your daughter showing up... seeing her mother beg her rapist to turn her into a cum dumpster.”She didn’t respond, but her asshole tightened around me. So it seems I had struck a nerve… I changed positions, pulling her down with me to the floor, removing my cock from her ass just long enough to turn her towards me. We were both on our sides, her body curled up with me continuing. But Neptune had another reason for refusing her request. Neptune has blood Royal, trustee of the Mystical Royal Trident, for now and as long as he lives, or until he chooses to pass it on to Namor. Neptune is also the only Atlantean with the power of transformation, the ability to transform his body to be compatible to Lena’s. Neptune knows that he is the only Atlantean capable of appreciating the soft curves and contours of Lena’s human form, the wonderful sensation of her inner warmth. Namor. "Would your one look like that when repaired?" she asked, "Even if I did it?" Ernie nodded yes to both questions and then pointed to a teapot and looked questioningly at her. "Yes, please." Michelle realised she would have to find out more before she decided to commit herself to doing the work and that any conversation with Ernie would be difficult. "He doesn't seem quite so afraid of me now," she thought. "He's standing quite close to me. I wonder why he's so against women?"While Ernie fussed. I opened my eyes and my breath was nearly taken from me. She was fully nude, her steamy almost whisp-like form swirling with the steam from the shower. Standing in front of me, resting her head and arms on my chest. Where we touched I felt a tingling sensation. Like when your leg falls asleep, you feel pins and needles. But less of a pricking sensation and more... comforting, delicate almost.I wrapped my arms around her, hesitantly. She had a habit of vanishing as quickly and inexplicably as.