I removed my fingers from my pulsating hole, picked up the bottle and using both hand coated it in soapy lather. I gasped loudly as the thickness of t...e botle pressed deeply into my nether regions, the feeling of fullness was amazing. I shoved the bottle as deep as it would go, and began thrusting it in and out of my greedy hole, savroing the feeling as the rigid cylinder plumbed my depths. After what seemed like hours, the water began to cool and I knew it would be time for supper in just a. “When you took us into the shower back on your carrier,” she began, her eyes fixed on his belly as she stroked it with her hand. Her skin, or rather scales, were soft and smooth. They weren’t like the armored, overlapping scales of a Krell, which were arranged like medieval armor. These were made up of a tiny mosaic of shiny scales, minute, irregular squares and hexagons that interlocked perfectly to create a surface that was as flush as varnished wood. “I thought that you were propositioning. I ... I should be able to get the time off.”She returned to her conversation. “Okay, yes, we’ll both be there.”“Oh, thank you! That’s so nice of you!”“Yeah, I’ll e-mail you all the information you’ll need.”Just then there was a knock on the door. “Okay, Mom, there are more kids here. I’ll let you go. Love you. Bye!”After she dispensed some mini Twix bars to a couple of Disney princesses, she returned to the living room to sit ... maybe more like collapse ... onto the couch, where she took a. Would you do it again ? Absolutely she said. As long as it is ok with Jim. Well I have lots of friends. Even some black friends. That would be fun. He kissed her again, got dressed and left his card. Said he had a 1pm flight the next day. I took off my clothes and got in bed with her. Did you like that baby I said to her. I could smell him on her. I love his cock she said. She was playing with my cock. You want to fuck his friends don't you I asked ? Yes she said. Especially the black ones. I.