I clenched my jaw. “Sorry, buddy,” I hissed. “But you gotta take me out to dinner first.”The words were stupid. Pathetic, even. Shouting into ...he wind, screaming into the void. But the quip - no matter how weak it was - caused my hands to move. I swung the shotgun around and aimed it right at the Brood’s chest. I pulled back on the trigger and the buckshot caught it right in its spindly chest. Chiten and gray blood went flying and the Brood fell in two pieces, flecking its mother with its. Feed me your cum, like you used to. Make me drink it!” My mouth sucked in time with my pumping.Fuck he is getting harder. Shit, he’s really going to cum. Furiously my other hand danced over my clit.“Cum in my mouth bro. I want to drink all your cum. Fill my throat-!” My hair was soaked by the splattering shower, as I inhaled his giant penis.“Gaaaah, Shit, Claire- ugh, fuck I’m- fuck- cumming!” His strong hands grasped the back of my head and pushed too hard.Shit, he’s fucking it into me! My. My hear was pounding, I was like a virgin schoolgirl. He ran hands down my sides, over my hips. He reached up, and unzipped me, I felt his fingers, as he lowered the zip, his fingers inside my dress, caressing my back. He traced my spine. God I wanted him. He pushed the dress off my shoulders. It fell to the floor, I stepped out of it, careful not to tangle my heels in it. I stood there in my blue laced bra and panties. I wore ten denier nude hold up’s and nude heels. He kissed me again, and. He shook his head, muttering to himself. No, he was sure that it wasn't just his imagination. Since the new director had been appointed last year, a lot of the older career men had decided to drop out, either taking early retirement or just quitting. Their replacements had averaged out to something less than top notch, too.Was he getting too old for this work? No way, he told himself, not at only thirty-seven! He shook his head again, braced himself mentally and rapped on the door.