Or perhaps I woke up just in time to advert it?A part of me wanted to grab her shoulders and force her downwards, impaling herself on my cock. I had t... fight it. I had to do something. What should I do?I gently moved my hand up to shake her shoulder. But as soon as I moved an inch, I felt her freeze. Was she awake? Had I just awoken her? Did she know how I felt about her? Could we still be friends?My hand reached her shoulder but before I could shake her awake she propped herself up on an elbow. ”“I find pleasure in it,” he said, “if the goal is to get me off then this is the best way to go about it.”“If you insist,” she replied with a smirk, chewing on the end of one of her claw-like nails as she watched him roam lower.He came face to face with her breasts, each one voluminous enough that he could have fit his head inside with room to spare. He took handfuls of them, kneading and squeezing like he was shaping fresh dough, her breathing growing heavier and her chest heaving as he. . too many things to learn. I'm sorry. I don't want to hurt you, but..." He stopped, gazing at the woman before him."I guess I understand, Tony. But ... please ... please ... come home soon. I need you. We need you. We'll help you remember. I promise," she begged.He nodded. "Just give me a chance to get a grip on things. We don't know if I'm still in danger - and that would mean that if I'm in Westport, you and the children might be in danger too. I can't let that happen."She sighed and closed. If all this wasn't enough Tegan started to rub my clit, really rub it hard. It didn't take long for my orgasm to build. An inflatable plug in my cunt and bum, my clamped tits being tormented and my clit being rubbed off the map. There was no gradual build-up of a climax, it was simply like a plane crash, an out of control descent. As the descent peaked, Tegan cruelly took her fingers off my clit, rapidly deflated the occupants in my cunt and anus, and stopped yanking on the chain attached to my.