She was being fucked right into her baby carrier and there was fuck all she could do about it. Pain wracked her body as he kept fucking her so deep. H...s thrust became more and more urgent until he lent back and roared his orgasm. White-hot spunk flooded her inner depths and her body betrayed her as she returned his thrust and buried him inside while his seed flooded her and seeped out around his tool.Eventually, he pulled free of her, but instead of letting her go, he flipped her back over and. “What I suggest, Mr Michael Dawson, is that we have our coffee. Then, if you wish to dally a little, or even a long time, we can see how things shape, er, up”. The innuendo was gentle, but not lost on him. “If that’s OK with you,” he started to say but was cut off with a brisk “if it wasn’t, you wouldn’t be here.” She poured coffee, then sat on the bed and looked at him. “Am I right when I wonder if you’re a little scared?” A nervous smile gave her his answer. . "I amso, so, sorry." It was so weird. I used to be only three or four inchesshorter than him, now my head barely reached his chest. He was so bignow."What's going on out here?" Mum said as she opened the door."It's nothing," Dad said. "Just a little father - son, I mean daughtertime," he said, dropping his foot in it. He always had a habit of doingthat."Tilly, Jenny's come to see you," Mum said. "Why don't you two go up toyour room, I'm sure you've got a lot to talk about. I'll bring somedrinks. I quickly withdrew my hand, and April transformed in a blur. “What?!” I yelled with a little too much anger. “The queen is ready to speak to you. She’s on your mirror.” “Shit.” I quickly pulled on a shirt, hoisted on a pair of pants, then strode down the hall, and into the conference room. I dismissed the soldier there, then locked the door behind me. April trotted beneath me, brushing my legs with her tail. I sat in my chair before the mirror, tidying myself in the reflection, ordering the.