Do you have anything like an ACE Bandage, Sir?" Yes. Amy, under the sink in the bathroom. Would you get it please?" Please?" Get it, NOW!" There's my ...ig Man." and off she went.I said to Lucille, "That report sounded pretty professional. Is there something I am missing here, pet?"What? You mean neither one of these girls thought to tell you what I do for a living?" No, My love. I assume they never thought I'd meet you, so it didn't matter." Yes, I can see that, Sir. Actually, I am a CNA, Sir.". 10 minutes later and soaked to the skin literally, we arrived at the entrance just off the busy street.Ringing the doorbell, a small woman about 40 years old and shapely in a tight-fitting blue dress with a low cut front, here FF Nylons showing off her red nail varnish toes, as she stood in the doorway in stocking feet. “Hello, you must be Jayne and Ian, I’m Jill come in you look soaked!” We walked into the small entrance, a desk sat to the side and 3 doors off the entrance. A large rack had. I could just rip his clothes off right then and there. It seems like he had the same idea. Nathan leans up and pulls off my top. An arm behind my back as he pulls me against him, making me lean backwards. He closes his mouth around my left nipple. Licking across the sensitive tip, pressing the soft skin against my piercing. With his other hand, he twists and pulls at the nipple. A moan makes its way out of my throat. I pull at his shirt, making him release me for a second as I pull it over his. The creature would squeal with happiness if it could. It finds an entrance, warm, smooth, much tighter, not quite as slick, but that can be fixed. The little human thrashes violently in its hold, but a couple more tentacles hold her in place easily as it explores that tiny hole, closed up by a ring of muscles that must be pushed open. It uses the very tip of its smallest tentacle first to investigate, spreading its goo there, testing the resistance.The muscular ring is resisting penetration.