It sucked the life out of the room. Valerie’s amused smirk evaporated. She looked at Alpa, who looked at Holly, who looked at Mallory, who cast an e...en more menacing glare than before at her classmate. Contempt boiled in the silence—the tension was disturbing. Every hair follicle on their arms was erect. Their only female exchange student had insulted four students of the only futanari-centric college in the US.“We’re not mutants, Daphne.” Holly’s moved from her seat. Her face grimaced with. So there we were sitting Inthe snug, just the two of us chatting away about how pub's weren't the same anymore, we could both remember the days when on a Saturday night you could hardly move, the juke box blaring out the latest chart hits and the bar would be filled with smoke, what we called the good old days.It was then that Tony walked in, he was probably my best mate and the captain of the pub's darts team, he bought himself a drink and put one behind the bar for me and the wife, before. .. huh... has it covered... ahhh... you're so sweet... huh... to worry but... huh... I think my insides will... ahhhh... take anything now... huh... huh..." and with each breath she worked herself further down until she was sitting on my hips with the whole thing buried inside her and a grin like the cat who got the canary.God, the sight of her sitting, on display, on my tummy with my thing swallowed inside her. The feel of her, all within reach and waiting for me, her pretty grimacing face,. .I gave her permission to go. My wife was very concerned, but I convinced her we had to start letting her go, because in a few short months she be off to college and out of our control. When the night of the party finally arrived, my wife had been fighting a bad cold all day and finally took something to make her sleep and went to bed, but only after I promised to wait up for Amanda. However she unexpectedly showed up just after 10:30 pm, which seemed awful early since they'd only gotten off of.