“This woman’s Matron informs me that this girl is in distress. Milk hasn’t helped, and the Matron doesn’t want her to go asleep, since that mi...ht make it worse,” said Kayla.I walked up in front of her, Kayla in tow, and asked her what was wrong.“It’s just...I had a baby before. A long time ago. And...I couldn’t keep it. It was painful. It hurt. Hurt so much. And…” she broke into a sob, and I took her in my arms. Swatting her Matron’s arms and tentacles away, I gently rubbed her back and let her. She brought her legs tightly together, trapping her hand deep in her tightly clasping young pussy as wave after wave of bliss seared through her naked form and centered in her nakedly grinding loins.Her hand battered and plunged against the sex-sensitive walls of her cunt, and she imagined that she was being fucked not by that last guy, but by her new step-brother, David. She imagined that he was about to pounce on her body with the fury of a thousand jungle beasts and ravish her cunt with all. I had a chance to treat her like a lady, as we were watching some TV, and talking, my hands had a chance to roam her body, and she let me rub her feet, as she placed them up in my lap. She actually had already taken her shoes off, and gotten comfortable, and we both were just walking around the room with no shoes on, because we had dinner in the room. So she just laid her head back in the chair, and just enjoyed my hands running over the soft flesh of her feet, and even with her being. I don't have a girlfriend, not stuck out here in the middle of nowheresville, so that's not it. I didn't stay over at Fred's so this can't be Jane's room.I put out my hand to throw back the bed covers and saw immediately that it wasn't mine. It was more slender and paler. I felt incredibly strange and disoriented. I looked away and looked back at it again. It was the same. Unsteadily I stood up and looked around more closely. I walked over to the wardrobe and saw my reflection in the mirror. I.