" She moved down my chest, her head nestled into my stomach, kissing. There was suddenly something awkward and strange here. A ringing in my brain. In...essant and patronizing. Her words: 'I'm doing this for you... then we have to stop'? What the hell did that mean? It sounded like she was setting this whole thing up. My mind was spinning out of control. We were just standing there talking about who was taller... before that... then it hit me."No! Stop." My hands went for hers. I began pulling. We talked and drank.I was sitting in a chair and he was on the bed.Once he had a few drinks in him he got some balls and said "come here and sit with me."I gladly joined him and in seconds his hand was on my tit.I responded by putting my hand on his cock,which was already stiffening.All he was wearing were his boxer shorts and a tee shirt.I massaged his cock bringing it to full strength.He pulled my shirt up and over my head saying "shit they are beautiful" as my tits were exposed.Jeff. ‘Oh, I know enough about lying there. I’ve faked enough orgasms to start a porno company… oy!’ Clara sat up. ‘Why am I telling you all this?’ ‘Because I’m a lizard woman married to one of the lower classes.’ ‘Yeah, that’s the controversy there,’ Jenny piped up. Vastra continued over her. ‘Of all the people who might possibly judge you, we do not number among their ranks. We’re not even of the same millennium!’ ‘Yeah, but what if you wrote it all down? It’d survive to my time. What if my dad. Sometimes she had to bribe the teacher with a shot of tail to get him in with her, but it had been well worth the time and effort, and he had been rather nice in the sack, or on an empty table. He loved to get in her panties (when she wore them) with the lights on, in the lab. Once one of the Security Guards came in and saw them, but, after she had given him "sloppy seconds, AND thirds", he didn't say anything more. BUT he seemed to come around much more often after that. She didn't mind,.