Or if she did, she’d call Sal a moronic crack monkey banging his keyboard with a dancing nana. Matriarch! Mats would come rescue her…. somehow, ma...be, by cutting off Sal’s thumb. No that was wrong, this isn’t his fault. This is some cruel bizarre twist of the universe. No need to injure him just because she was his thumb. There must be something, anything that could free her and make her human again. In her plotting and scheming she had not noticed the passage of time. He was navigating around. I wanted him to use and abuse me. Between the inarticulate moans and cries, I was begging him to fill me up. I gazed in love at the man who was bringing me to such heights of ecstasy. He was reaching his own orgasm and he thrusted faster and faster. Then he was straining and I could feel his cock twitching inside of me as he flooded me with his sperm. The thought of his seed within me sent me over the edge again and we clutched each other as we each rode our climaxes. I have no idea how long we. I lead him there! My ass was screaming, my mouth was empty and I felt I was almost home! So, here I am, for the first time and I have no hesitation. I guess I have been planning for this for far too long. I get on my knees and start to unbuckle Ricks belt, pull down his jeans and see this massive growth inside his shorts with a large wet spot up near the belt line. I use both hands to pull at the elastic top and out pops the most beautiful cock I have ever seen. It plops past my eyes and. And in fact, for a few minutes it seemed as if they’d just left, as I didn’t get any reply back.Then she wrote: “I sent it to your email.” I checked and found a new message from her, with a video attachment. Opening it, I took a minute to lean back and watch what she sent me.The video started with her face, a pretty, stern woman’s face with just a few wrinkles around the eyes and lips. She whispered with her bright red lips “for Kat” and blew a kiss as the camera pulled back, showing her.