Looking around he saw that none of the others were feeling a thing. Even when they all called in the council he noticed that none of them were feeling...a thing. It also seemed that he'd felt whomever it was before. Though at the moment he couldn't place a finger on it. Jake was only half listening as the strange feeling that he'd been having, was staring to grow stronger. What the hell? Whoever it was seemed to now be trying to contact him slowly as not to alarm the others? He wasn't sure though. She smiled at me and kissed me softly. Her breasts puckered against my skin and my hands slid around to her ass and I pulled her tight to me. She only moaned and lifted her leg. She wanted it. Good. I lifted her and sat her on the custom made bench in the shower and spread her legs wide. I took the hand held sprayer and proceeded to rinse off her skin, working my way up her feet to her thighs, removing any juices that had been caused by the previous night’s feast. I ran my fingers over her lips. I wasn’t under any illusions. It was already too late. If someone found out about the schoolboy sex thing, my career was over and there was a possibility that I’d end up in jail. I wasn’t sure what the legalities were and didn’t want my internet search history to record that I’d wanted to find out. Joe satisfied me sexually. Being sexually satisfied was something quite wonderful. Physically, my body was deliriously happy. The inner turmoil of what I was doing was quite horrific but physically,. Her legs were yanked back further, so that she lay folded over. They must have fixed the cuffs to something, because there was no way she could move her legs. She just lay there, legs spread, pussy exposed.“Where’s the funnel?” someone said.Funnel, what did they want with a funnel?The answer came soon enough. She felt the plastic spout as it was pushed into her cunt. There was some talk in that foreign language, then a man said, “Now, whore, we are going to fill your pussy with our sperm. You.