After a few minutes, John showed up. I stood to greet him as he gave me a hug and the typical graze of his hand down my back and to my ass where he sq...eezed through my dress. When I had stepped forward to greet him, I was literally right at the edge of the table of the two men, and I glanced down and saw they were watching John's hand as he groped me. I immediately felt a tinge of embarrassment as I stepped back and took my seat. And again, the same scene playing out, the young man's eyes. Yes, I'd like that." That evening, over small steaks, asparagus, and a spinach salad, Dr. Kreuzer put forth a proposal. "Robin, would you like to live here with me and Clem?" I think that would be nice. I don't think I could afford my share of the rent, though." Oh, I'll pay for the rent and provide you with food, when we are here together. You can pay for your keep in services." Services?" Well, I'll be in charge, and I expect you will help around the house, washingdishes, things like that.. He felt her thighs against his, he felt the tip of his cock against soft hair and he detected a moistness in its midst. He felt her belly pressed against his lower chest and the tips of her breast nestled against his upper chest. Her breath fell against his forehead and he lifted his face to her. She lowered her head to receive his kiss first touching their brows together, then their noses and lastly their lips. The contrast between this encounter and all of his contact with Monica was not lost. ”My hands shook as I grabbed my shotgun. That tentacle ... holy shit, that Tesc infested woman, Maria Festios, she had wanted to turn me into that. Into a Broodmother. And her Brood was already walking towards me. It had no eyes, no face really save for those dripping, segmented jaws. But somehow, it still managed to exude a palpable aura of dominant masculinity. Its clawed hand reached down, fondling its sleek cock. My hands were frozen, my eyes locked on that member. It was so clear. Just.