Debating on if I have time... fuck it! I scramble up and reach out, grabbing your panties and scurrying back under the bed. Feeling the moisture of y...ur panties against my cock as I wrap them around me, up and down, up and down, knowing that soon enough, I'll be where this moisture came from. Quickening my pace, gently pulling at my nipples... My balls start to churn, my cock throbs and I groan softly as I erupt into your panties. Finally catching my breath; I hear the water turn off. . Or roast it with their breaths, as red and chromatic dragons could definitely do.“Damn that’s good,” I said, reaching for another piece.He pulled it away before I could take another and then gestured to another table with a literal heap of beef on top of it. “Get your own.”I did just that, grabbing a plate that was sitting on a cart next to it before using the long fork to put a bunch of it on my plate. When I had filled my plate, I turned towards Mason who led me over to a table. Sitting there. Valerie was my doctor, and I trustedher. She sprayed something on my groin, then, nothing but some grunts,snorts, and so on, which lasted for about half an hour. I saw her pickup a needle, then a bottle, and finally I was told to just lie there,quiet and still. Meanwhile..."How long will this last Valerie? Claire is still my son after all!" Oh don't worry Mary. It should last about three months, and if sheneeds me to do it again, just call me and we can fit her in." It looks so real! I still. May I drive your car?’ ‘Yes, Slave.’ She learned over and kissed Valerie’s cheek, as if she were a child. ‘Such a good slave.’ A taxi pulled into the lot, and Sally Thatcher climbed out, carrying Valerie’s kit. Sally’s baby bump was quite prominent now, in her second trimester, and her braless breasts were quite full. She’ll be a little saggy after this, thought Valerie. What fun tit-play will be, once Francine is born and Sally starts nursing. Valerie knew that Sally was carrying a little.