. Naked people screaming all the time. Daddy calls me to come sit on his knee so I do.. Daddy gets very angry if you don't listen. He starts to rub my...thingy, I don't like it. He keeps touching me and I push his hand away.. He smacks me and I start to cry.. He says he's sorry and that I know I should ALWAYS listen to him. He tells me if I be quiet and do what he says he will let me play with mammys make-up! Mammy has some lovely stuff and big shoes too! He rubs my thingy and then I feel. She felt her cock sinking into the young girl's body.I began to move my hips, to push my pubic bone hard into her notch and then pull so far out that she could feel her vagina beginning to close together, only to be forced apart all over again as I pressed back in.Amy was biting my neck as I lay over Janet. The saliva she produced, dripping in light threads down onto the woman's cheek. I could feel the cooling wetness of her pussy as she ground her crotch against the back of my thigh and her. Yanna knew she had total control. Like other lamias, sexual dominance and sadism was instinctual, however unlike other naga she did not crave human semen, despite its necessity for procreation (there are no male naga). In fact she rarely pursued human males. She was an oddity, few lamias were physically attracted to others of their kind. She found human females satisfied her desires much more, they were so much more… helpless. Kendra couldn’t watch any more, but she could hear. She heard. "It's nice. I like it." She smiled sadly, but when I tried to put my hand on hers, partly to comfort her and partly for my own comfort, she pulled back. I felt disappointed and a little hurt, but I didn't say anything. However, the look in Evelyn's eyes seemed to say "I'm sorry." Once again we all sat there for a long time, Evelyn and I on opposite sides of the couch. I could tell that she wanted to comfort me, but at the same time my change had freaked her out, almost as much, if not .