She melted. She melted into his arms and into her own arousal. She wasn’t thinking, she didn’t want to think. Just feeling. Just overflowing sensa...ions. His body squeezing tightly against hers, his sweaty chest hairs rubbing over her collarbone. His fingers grabbing her butt, guiding her into his rhythm. She was building. A ball of arousal growing, and growing, bigger, intenser. Her whole body trembling. Her eyes closed involuntarily, her lips parted slightly. Panting. Moaning. Mumbling. "Just as soon as the gooddoctor here finishes." Debbie was old enough to be my grandmother, and Iliked that about her. I instantly trusted her."Okay, Allison." I whipped my head around to Doctor Sanstrom's voice,and enjoyed feeling my hair move with it. "Your CATmod scan was good, sowe are going to let you eat, shower and rest for the night. If youremember what I told you before the process, you will still be undergoingminor changes over night in your sleep. You won't notice much change,. " Biting his bottom lip, his eyes never leaving Dearg's face, Seth sank down upon the phallus until it pressed against him. He rocked, accustoming himself to the pressure of the relentlessly hard head of the baton and, finally, easing it inside himself with a loud, full-mouthed moan. Dearg jerked at his restraints, pent and straining lust writ in every clenched, tense muscle of his body. Seth began to raise up and down, and from Dearg's angle the barbarian would be able to see that shaft. After inside, he was eager to show me his plush accomidations. Upon entering the sleeping area, he realized I had noticed that in the resessed head board area sat a small glass of water, a spoon and a syringe. So as to relieve his ensuing panic I told him I was no big deal.Years ago, I would sometimes do coke that way.Then he asked if I had ever done meth that way. No I said. So he asked if I'd like to try some with him. Nervous,only at the prospect of using a needle again,reluctantly I.