With the butt-plug in my rear passage it’s quite different. It feels more intense, fuller than I’ve experienced before. His hands roam my body wi...th deliberation, touching me, stroking me. He has me right where he wants me, in his expert control. Then he suddenly quickens the pace and I think that now, yes… I can almost feel it, I’m heading for it and… “Nooo,” I scream when he pulls out just the moment before my climax. “Not yet,” he whispers while nibbling my neck, my body trembling under. Owww, not there, too." "Hey, no fair, that's cheating, guys always go for that lezbo shit," Farrachirped up from the back. "Kim, we can beat those guys," Farra pleaded. Kim, who had put her top back on, just gave her a disgusting look and openedthe back door, just as my light went dead. "Ah, the fucking batteries," I cursed. I didn't know what to expect next, as Kim turned to me and rested a handon my shoulder as she spoke. "Sir, can you please take me home? I reallycan't deal with all this. You enter the lobby. Pristine marble walls and pillars decorate the room. Granite tiles line the floor, along with a very expensive-looking red rug. Exotic plants are placed elegantly around the room, and in the very center is a golden fountain, adorned with a statue of a woman in a labcoat, pouring water at the very top.You also spot the reception counter over in the far left corner of the room. A brown-haired woman in a white uniform is manning it absentmindedly, filling her nails. You make. "I smiled back, and reached out to her. We kissed, and she lay down on the hospital bed, holding me. We fell asleep together.I awoke to a feeling I seemed to remember from long ago. It was the washtub ringer again.Oh, shit! I could feel the umbilical cord around my neck. I struggled and thrashed to get it off of my neck. My new mom was having contractions every minute or so. I was being pushed down the birth cannel and it was difficult to control my new arms. I finally got the umbilical cord.