You land on your back and the wind is knocked out of you for a short time before you can process the rest of the situation."Robbie!? Robbie are you al...right!?" You hear a voice from behind you and you turn around creakily on your back, holding yourself up with your elbows.Dr. Robotnik's mother is standing in the doorway, in all her pink MooMoo clad glory. She is a spectacle to behold. Her face is painted with a look of worried exasperation and she looks from Robbie down to you on the floor,. Brock, as well as his plans for her and the entire company, was enough to make her wet between her thighs. She was horny after her recent divorce and eager to fuck a man, especially Gavin."Natasha, dear, it's time for lunch. Come with me, baby," her boss instructed her, or was that his voice in her head?"Yes, sir! I'll be right there, Mr. Brock," she replied enthusiastically."That's good, but none of this 'Mr. Brock' business anymore, alright? I'm 'Sir', 'Gavin', 'Master', or 'honey' to you. Is. “Gods, you have great timing, Mistress Ava and Mistress Aingeal!”“Aingeal says, ‘Your ass is too cute to cute to be eaten,’” Ava said, her voice sounding so weird coming out of the feyhound’s wicker mouth. It was so girlish, hardly distorted at all.“But Mistress Aingeal, you love eating my ass,” I said, grinning.“This is serious, Zanyia!” Princess Ava shouted.Before I could answer, a purple ball of energy surged up into the cloud. The insects surged out of the way, scattering before the attack.. Annette arrived in front of me, put her hand on my chest, and exhaled throatily, "Oh Mark, you're such a great soccer player." Then she looked down ready to point out her effect on me to everyone.To her surprise there was nothing to poke fun at, although that did take REPEATED mental commands to my cock to stay soft. Annette frowned. It was such a pity, if you'll excuse my sarcasm, to see such a pretty little head so worried."What's the matter, Mark? Can't you get it hard anymore?" I don't.