But now that I've tried it, I guess it was my daddy's dream, not mine. Oh. My name is Betty Ruth Thompson, by the way." Tim Brandton," I replied. "Hey... looks like we're in luck." I said nodding towards the truck and cop car along the side of the road."Now how did you know he was having trouble? Not nobody could have known that. Nobody but God, that is. But you're not God are you?" she asked.It wasn't a serious question, and she didn't seem to care if I answered it at all. Betty Ruth believed. Leaving her panting breaths torturing her clit via the rope, and the motionless, softly buzzing fat rod sitting deadly inside her like some kryptonite cock up Superman's arse. She's barely aware of what she's doing as her right hand fumbles for the remaining rope at the head of the bed, and loops it around and around her wrist.Then her fantasy is complete, and she lets herself go entirely to the unspeakable torment of slowly, slowly approaching fearsome death by massive orgasmic Juggernaut. The. " He shrugged."A new experience for me," Keys said. "I never had to consider whatJenius needed or wanted." She smiled. "Besides a good draining."Aquarelle checked her bag. One bandage of wound binding. No potions. "Ithink we should stay here overnight." The tentacle monster will respawn," Alley Pin said. "Not advised.Eighteen arms to feed. Technically possible but you'll have to double-cock every crevice and hole." We need to camp someplace," Aquarelle said. "I need to heal." Check your stats,". She moved her head leaned into me as I was looking at her directly into those blue eyes. She kissed me long and passionately, my body was warming to her touch. I was in seventh heaven, here was this beautiful woman kissing me, touching me and wanting me.She stood up, leaned over the hood, lifted her skirt, and asked me to enter her. I was surprised but not totally against the idea. "Are you sure I don't want to do anything your not comfortable with." I said hesitating. "Yes, I want to feel you.