”He stopped and turned to me.“You have got to be k**ding,” he said with a broad grin. I shook my head.“Big bugger isn’t it?”“Well, my l...ttle girl, we won’t have any problem getting into you if you can take that.”I giggled.“Like mother, like daughter.”He grinned and was suddenly behind me as I knelt at the sofa. My skirt was lifted and I felt his fingers pull the gusset of my thong aside and then I felt it for the first time. His hot knob at my cunt and I moaned. I was so bloody wet that it. ‘The fine print is a little hard to see,’ I said as I heard another little ‘paf’.Marisa looked down at the latest little mouse to hit the floor, and with a little sorrow in her voice said, ‘I guess this litter is being rejected.’I said ‘Hmmm?’She said, ‘I’m cleaning out a mouse cage, one of our hamsters had a litter a few days ago, and the mother is pushing some of the little ones away, while I’ve got the sides off, she’s pushing them over the edge.’I noticed a few shavings drift down to the. His tongue receded into his mouth, his lips forming around her clit as he felt her hand pulling him closer. Then just like he had with her nipple he began suckling, for now leaving his tongue out of the mix. Her fist tightened, clenching his hair into her hand as she let out a yip and then a deep moan. It always startled her when he first started the process of suckling her, but even then at that moment it became pure pleasure. He could continue this for much longer than the licking, it was. I was furiously trying to program my way out of them, at this point focused on one goal -- getting myself out of the sim. Retreating. Giving up my empire. It was becoming grimly clear that I wouldn't even manage that.Like I said, I suspected sabotage. But the question was academic. What could I do? The pseudo-Lyx, calling herself Nyx, had locked me out of my powers in the gamesim. My gamesim, the one I'd created and lovingly built, the one I'd moved into almost full-time, years ago, because it.