“That feels so good, Madam.”“Shhhhh,” she rebuked him as his throbbing organ entered her depth. “If you’re going to fuck my cunt with your...cock, then you call me Kiran, no madam.”“Oh, Kiran…I can’t wait!”“Fuck me, Mohit! Fuck my pussy! I need your cock!”Kiran gasped loudly when she felt the head of his cock spread her pussy lips and sank deep inside her. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him close. He took her face in his hands and kissed her hard, while he slowly rocked his. "Please, fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me, please, you fucking bastard!" I moaned in frustration, "Please, make me cum!" "Good girl," I heard him laugh. Then I felt him. His cock plunged deep inside me. "Oohh yes! Yeesss! Ughn!!" My mouth open in a cry of ecstasy as I cried out in pleasure, and at the feeling of being filled, "I'm such a fucking slut!" That's right!" Richard grunted, "You're my slut! This tight little cunt belongs to me!”As he spoke, his words hit me and I realized he was right. Here. Cathy, have you ever seen a mental health professional?” Roger asked.“Well, there was that one time. But he gave me some pills and said they would make me feel better,” Cathy said.“And are you still taking the pills?” He wondered.“Well, no. Like I said, I’m all better now,” Cathy reiterated, more seriously.“I see. Cathy, I think you need to go back to the doctor that gave you the pills. I’ll even help pay for it, if necessary. If you listen to him and do what he says, we can talk again. But not. I could feel my pussy becoming damp with want, the juices trickling down my inner thigh like honey. It took all the self will I could muster to pull myself free from his grip, dancing backwards, wings fluttering slowly until my toes barely brushed the swaying grass. I blew him a kiss, blinking slowly, my alien eyesight drinking in, not only him, but the myriad butterflies that clung to the latticework of vines that covered the stone bluff above him, slumbering, awaiting the sun to rise once.