The second encounter brought a fleeting glimpse of paradise when her lips brushed his, soft as a butterfly's wing, making him tingle to his toes all t...e way back home... but this, their third time out together, sent an electric thrill coursing through his whole body, making the hair on the back of his neck stand up, and bring a tear of emotion to her sky blue eyes.An owl hooted softly, in a nearby tree and he heard the sound as though filtered through a layer of silken bliss, sunk as he was. There is no refusing this, for to do that would be to refuse you, and you will have none of it. Your pussy is loose, warm, wet, and slippery. My arms enclose you against my body as you smoothly ride my shaft. Lifting your hips slowly, you raise them just to the tip of my cock, and then slowly, agonizingly slowly, you push down. My hard, hard shaft betrays my lust. Any indignation, any protest I may claim, is destroyed by my primal, visceral reaction to you. Reaching behind you, you hear me. Liz was there for the final girls' night out, the mayhem and trauma of getting the bride ready, makeup artiste, hairstylist, wedding planner, psychotherapist; you get the picture. I had quality time with the kids. Tina looked stunning! The hair, the makeup, she was always sexy, but today she was an inaccessible babe. The ceremony went smoothly; all the children, hers, ours and everybody's were well behaved. The reception was an afternoon and evening event, but my wife Liz decided that we. As the monster pushed harder against the entrance to her womb, she could feel her insides reacting with a sharp pain, a level of distress she hadn't felt since…She knew what it was: a contraction. The feeling she recognized was labor. The spider's venom was some mix of hormones that had tricked her body into thinking she was giving birth again. This time, though, she had nothing inside her to push out. This time, she had something trying to push… in. "Oh, God! Oh God no! Noooooo! Help meeeee!".