I kiss you softly on your lips while my tong dives in to your mouth. You start to kiss me back softly as out hands explore each others soaking wet bod...es. Your warm hands have gone p my t-shirt and started to undo my shorts. One of my hands is stills rubbing you arse while my other hand moves over and pushes your thong to one side. I very slowly glide my fingertips between the folds of your tight shaven pussy. You arch your back as my fingers touch your soft warm lips. Your hands dive down. Scott yanked Adele’s skirt up and tore the crotch of her panties out. He unzipped his jeans and pulled his erect cock out of them as he got down between her legs. Scott placed his rod at her entrance and rammed himself into her so hard the teeth of his zipper scratched the tender flesh of her labia. When she came to Adele felt an agonizing pain in her groin. She felt the cold tiles of the kitchen floor on her back and again felt that screaming pain deep within her. She couldn’t move at all, her. But then I had this dream, Sam... I remember it now, some of it: I was back in the van, only it wasn't a van, it was a coffin, and there were these cold, dead hands touching me everywhere, and voices whispering..." She shuddered. "I woke up and tried to calm down and couldn't, so I came to you. And you made it all right; sitting there with you, with your arm around me, felt as safe as sitting with my parents in my own living room. I think that's when I realized that it wasn't just attraction,. He stores it until he is full then travels to dump the 'waste' in a reservoir. Now, he can't move too fast and needs to empty himself before, he is overfilled." She gave him an evil look; "The results can be messy. Seen enough?" she asked. Bruce quietly shook his head and they continued on.As the ground moved under them, a body of liquid appeared. The ground slowed as they approached. The catwalk that crossed over the reservoir was covered with takers. Bruce watched as a fat taker slowly walked.