“I’m so glad you decided not to wear panties tonight,” you say with a growl, before moving your face closer towards me.I can feel your breath on...the back of my legs, so similar to when it had caressed the skin of my neck, yet so much more intimate now that you are just inches away from the aching wetness between my legs. Your thumbs are so close to my wet pussy lips, holding me open, your fingers digging into the flesh of my ass, and I wiggle my hips a little bit, pressing my hands against the. His sister-in-law cooks for us several days a week, and baby, she’s waaaay past tortillas.It’s been hilarious, though, watching her and Nikki banging heads over the preparation of a Cajun dish.“Nikki, I can do this. I’ve been in food service for twenty years.”“Mizz Juana, I’ve been Cajun all my life.” And they laughed and collaborated. Nikki still shows up if gumbo’s on the menu, though.Mizz Juana oversees a couple of ladies who handle SOME of the household chores, taking a bit of the load off. It wasn't my intention. I'm not that intelligent. But the stimulation soon made the conversation a little easier. Maybe even a little more honest."What about limits?" I asked her. "It doesn't sound like you have any the way Evan described it. Did you discuss that with him?" I have some. I insisted that you not be hurt. I'm not into pain, either. It won't be pain free, though. I got Evan to promise not to endanger my place in the community or my reputation at work."That shouldn't be a problem. Her mind was in overload."The tentacle! Its long; too long uggg! It's going to go tooo ugggggggg..."She gagged as its tip touched her cervix, the hard hairs caressing her hot insides. "Ugggggggggg! Ohhhhhhh that’s toooooo ugggggg!"Suddenly she heard human voices. They sounded slightly metallic but the grunts and slurps of the creatures had disappeared. Alfie had started the universal translator, the machine allowing all languages to instantly be understood."How deep can you go, man?" Alfie.