I could feel my clit getting hard, and I couldn't resist the urge to rub it. I took two fingers and rubbed my clit in a circular motion. I let out a f...int moan. I rubbed my fingers up and down the opening of my hole, and I could feel my creamy juices began to flow. My body craved more. I needed some kind of penetration. I entered two fingers inside of my soaking wet hole. It was tight. I wanted to stretch it open, I needed to feel something bigger. I spotted the shower attachment we use to. The guy on whose dick I was sitting on was sucking my tits and pulling them with his mouth. They all were drunk and were abusing me all the time. They were abusing me with the worst Hindi abuses I’ve ever heard , but I somehow seemed to enjoy it all. The guy whose dick I was sucking had his hand over my head and kept pushing it further in so that I swallow his dick more and more. They all had average to large sized dicks. Enough to comfort any girl. Of course all of them smelled like they never. In fact as I watched, I could sense that these minds were now being devoured and in some instances a complete body replacement or transformation was occurring as various unknown visitors replaced their captive hosts.Already it was much too late to save anyone. The two police officers I had spent the afternoon with were now mindless and soulless husks, now occupied by two dissimilar creatures that now started to glare at me balefully.I had to find Harriet and Henrietta — fast!Dodging several. He'd dated once, briefly, but found himself disinterested in continuing it as he felt he wasn't doing much for him. This all changed when he met a girl. He had met her twice prior, but they had not gotten to know each other very well on those occasions. But, being placed in a class together, they got to know each other quite well. George felt something new stir inside of him. He wasn't sure what it was at the time, but he knew that he wanted to become close with this girl. He would stay after.